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[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]

Yeah, chop the cheese up like a deli (Yeah)

We got choppers, we got shellies

Man, I'm high as fuck like Zelly, woah (Loesoe goin' crazy)

[Verse 2: Zelly Ocho]

Yeah, we got money, but we look sketchy (Yo)

Let's go, yeah, let's get ready

I had money before you met me (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]

Yeah, pockets swole, they fuckin' hefty

Told her, "Lick my left teste"

Diamonds colored like confetti (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Zelly Ocho]

Vlad, what Trippie say? No fetti

Turned money into my bestie

Head had turned, thought I was deadly

[Verse 5: Trippie Redd]

Yeah, she think I'm God, she said, "Come bless me"

I'm the shit, I know I'm zesty

Big dog, you can't pet me (Arf)

[Verse 6: Zelly Ocho]

Hey, they puttin' bullets where your flesh be

I get high, I got jet wings

I go up, I take the whole team

[Verse 7: Trippie Redd]

Holdin' shit down like a goalie

I been stackin' with my twin, niggas hatin', Mr. Moseby

Kept the chopper by my side, man, you niggas couldn't hoe me

Got a hundred and one problems, but, lil' nigga, I ain't Zoey (Yeah)

Yeah, walkin' through my hood, all the OGs know me (Grrah)

Got a mansion in the hills, man, tell them crackers, "Blow me"

[Verse 8: Zelly Ocho]

Bought a mansion in the hills, I used to sit up in the nosebleeds (Hey)

Kill his best friend, now he lonely (Hahaha)

Real niggas die, fake live, that's how the code be (Yeah)

You know I'm just blowin' through a bag with my brodie

[Verse 9: Trippie Redd]

You know I'm just chillin' in my fuckin' bag, I'm gettin' cozy (Yeah)

Blueberry Faygo with some Act', but I ain't Mosey

Chillin' with your bitch, playin' Ring Around The Rosie (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm only twenty-two, but I ain't leavin' without my .40 (Blah)

I'm a dark nigga how Edgar Allen Poe be

When I be feelin' blue like Obi-Wan Kenobi

And I'm stackin' green like motherfuckin' Yoda

You niggas rep the gang, lil' nigga, better throw it up

Throw the bitch away, she a lame and she chose up

In the trenches, watchin' anime with a damn double cup

[Verse 10: Zelly Ocho]

Got these niggas mad as fuck 'cause she chose us (Hey, yeah, they mad)

I got money on my line, still hang my phone up

How the fuck I'm gettin' to this green? I didn't have no luck

We gon' have to blow his mind, I think he know stuff

Yeah, I used to have that bitch, but she chose drugs

I let her sip my soda (Yeah)

Sometimes I feel like she don't want love

You know it's fuck the opps, I treat 'em like they no one