[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Aha, good one Richard
Z cookin' on the track
1400
What is there to prove?
Why you so confused?

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
These fuck n***as wanna live my lifestyle (Woah)
I grab this choppa lil' bitch, and I like to rock out, hop out (Boom-boom, woah)
They don't like that I pop out (Bah, bah)
I grab my chopper lil' bitch and you better drop down (Drop, drop, drop, drop)
To your knees
Bad bitch she gon' bow down, she worship me
Bad she gon' bow down, like I'ma king (Yeah)
I know you fuck n***as like to worship things (Woah)
But your bitch on my dick, she gon' worship me (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
You bought a brand new foreign, gave her the keys
You bought a brand new necklace and brand new ring (Ring)
I told that bitch, hold on, wait, before you leave (Leave)
Bitch, you better suck me again, hold up (Again)
Matter fact, bitch, you better love me again (Again)
Yeah, you better love me again (Love me again)
She gon' tug up on my body sayin', "Fuck me again" (Again, again)
Yeah, she said, "Fuck me again," huh
[Open Verse]

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
These fuck n***as wanna live my lifestyle (Woah)
I grab this choppa lil' bitch, and I like to rock out, hop out (Boom-boom, woah)
They don't like that I pop out (Bah, bah)
I grab my chopper lil' bitch and you better drop down (Drop, drop, drop, drop)
To your knees
Bad bitch she gon' bow down, she worship me
Bad she gon' bow down, like I'ma king (Yeah)
I know you fuck n***as like to worship things (Woah)
But your bitch on my dick, she gon' worship me (Yeah)