cult

[Chorus: Yung Kayo]

Ooh (True, collect), ooh (True, check)

Ooh (Is it true?)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Collect)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Collect)

[Verse 1: Yung Kayo]

Too many women, this a cult (Cult), too many women, this a cult (Cult)

Too many women, this a cult (Cult), too many women, this a cult (Cult)

Told the baby girl, "It's not your fault," yeah, I don't give a fuck about the low (Yeah)

Every day I buy you a new fit, you don't gotta look at your phone (Yeah)

Every day I cross a new bitch out, I rock Chrome (Chrome)

And when it come to the drip, you know I'm a detective, Skoloct Holmes

And that pussy lil' boy, you know he rockin' vests 'cause he not home (Home)

And when you hear a noise in your closet, just know you're not alone

Ooh, ooh (Yeah)

I got motion, she don't know which phone (Brr)

I count checks, don't know about your ex, ho (Yeah)

I'm puttin' VVs right all on my wrist, just know that I flex, ho (Know that I flex)

50 round clip with the ARP, why would I rest? (Brrah)

Louis V mask what I see in the dark, in the day it's a hat (Yeah, true)

I got the demons, they sit on my back, hunnid K check and it sit in my bag (Yeah)

Every time I go and spin again I do not think 'bout the past

I do not do friends, I just wan' collect (Ooh, just wan' collect)

[Chorus: Yung Kayo, SoFaygo & Both]

Ooh (Yeah, yeah, just wan' collect), ooh (Just want the check)

Ooh (True, let's go)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Bitch, oh, yeah), yeah (Go, go)

[Verse 2: SoFaygo]

Too many diamonds my watch, I got too many diamonds that sit on my fist

I'ma go run up that guap because I fell in love with the goddamn dish, yeah (Yeah)

Pull up and hop out that coupe, bitch, I'm not fuckin' with you

I know that you want these blues, I can put the hunnids on your foot (Yeah, fah, fah, blatt)

Spit on these hoes

Jump out that coupe and then get on these hoes

Bitch, I'm from the A, I go trim on these hoes

Diamonds so wet, man, I swim in these hoes

Spend me a check and then get me some more

My fans, they cold, rockin' these shows

I got 'em talkin', they been on they toes (Yeah, what the fuck?)

Baby, I'm flashin', I'm maxed (Tweak)

She put her head on my lap, yeah (Beat it), because I went got my racks up

We came up, poppin' them tags, I take her home and I thrash (Blatt)

Tell me, keep rollin' that gas, oh, you know my life is too fast (Rockin' shit out, you droppin' shit)

[Chorus: Yung Kayo]

Ooh (True, collect), ooh (True, check)

Ooh (Is it true?)

Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah)

Yeah (Let's go), yeah (Ha, ha)