Nintendo

[Intro: Jay Critch]

Hey, hey

Damn, ayy

Hold up

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]

New coupe, lane switch though

Couple bands on the fit though

I'ma go and get the wrist froze

Hey, chains shine like a disco

Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold

Pull up stuntin' with a rich ho

Ayy, she playin' games like Nintendo

I was trappin' out the bando

She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze

Ayy, two seater, no four door

I was runnin' from the five-oh

Kick a bitch out the back door

[Verse 1: Jay Critch]

Remember runnin' out the back door

I need all the pounds, where it's at though?

We was broke, where was you at though?

Me and Bundy was juggin' them packs though

We was doin' a lot for the green

In the telly she suckin' up seed

In the telly, her head in the sheets

Shawty came through just to eat

They like why he got spikes on his feet?

They like is that LaRon on the beat?

Me and Vic had to Balmain the jeans

Hit a lick, I ran off with the cheese

She keep suckin' me up, she a skeeze

I'ma pass her off to kilo

Niggas trappin', moving kilos

My niggas stickin' to the G code

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]

New coupe, lane switch though

Couple bands on the fit though

I'ma go and get the wrist froze

Hey, chains shine like a disco

Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold

Pull up stuntin' with a rich ho

Ayy, she playin' games like Nintendo

I was trappin' out the bando

She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze

Ayy, two seater, no four door

I was runnin' from the five-oh

Kick a bitch out the back door

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]

Too many racks in my jeans

I broke the money machine

She was fuckin' for Céline

Trappin', break the triple beam

New wave, young niggas gettin' paid

Way too much Act with the Sprite

I need the racks in my life

IPhone and a beeper

I was trappin' out the bando

Kicking bitches out the back door

Give me top, now she got to go

The money keep liftin' my vans

She want the molly, she tan

She lick it right off my hand

She a freaky lil bitch

Did it again, now we rich

My niggas trappin' the bricks

I can teach you how to whip

Chains shine like disco

Throw the bitch out the window

She only want me 'cause my wrist froze

Count it up 'til the bank close

[Chorus: Jay Critch & Rich The Kid]

New coupe, lane switch though

Couple bands on the fit though

I'ma go and get the wrist froze

Hey, chains shine like a disco

Got to keep the heater 'cause my shit cold

Pull up stuntin' with a rich ho

Ayy, she playin' games like Nintendo

I was trappin' out the bando

She wanna fuck me 'cause my wrist froze

Ayy, two seater, no four door

I was runnin' from the five-oh

Kick a bitch out the back door