[Intro: Cash Kidd]
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Pst, yeah (I like that, Anton)

[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
I just serve the Sprite like volleyball
Poppin' my shit, I ain't got it all, yeah
I pull up iced out, she gon' top me off, yeah
I use her for her head like Tylenol, yeah
He actin' like a killer, please knock it off
I'm knowin' that these lil' n***as cotton soft
Do it look like I'm worried? N***a, not at all
Do it look like I'm hurtin'? N***a, not at all

[Verse 1: Cash Kidd]
I mix it with the Perky and I'm noddin' off
She suckin' on the tip, now my eyes look crossed
My youngins keep on scorin' and I'm proud of y'all
My bitch trappin' hard, I'm so proud of you
These n***as like Casper, tryna hide thеy boo
We caught a n***a lackin', ayy
We caught a n***a lackin' at they rеndezvous
I just sent one K, out a Mountain Dew
New invoice, change my whole mood, huh
New big toy, come plot on who, you?
Stupid boy, you not no fool, huh
How the fuck I make a couple million off a free styling
I just put some bread in my grill like a cheese sandwich
Lil' ass n***as can't see me, I'm a piñata
I ain't into goin' back and forth, boy let's hit 'bout it
Chillin' in the palace froze up, call me Ben Wallace
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
I just serve the Sprite like volleyball
Poppin' my shit, I ain't got it all, yeah
I pull up iced out, she gon' top me off, yeah
I use her for her head like Tylenol, yeah
He actin' like killer, please knock it off
I'm knowin' that these lil' n***as cotton soft
Do it look like I'm worried? N***a, not at all
Do it look like I'm hurtin'? N***a, not at all

[Verse 2: Shordie Shordie]
N***a, four fade, get hit
Bad bitch came trim, French tip (French tip)
Why you dockin' on the floor? Shit lit
How you talkin' 'bout a brick and you ain't never saw one?
Talkin' 'bout money, you don't never show, no, none
Drop shit, pop shit, you a dollar
Drop it, I see, get a dollar
Give head give head, she a scholar
Bitch, fuck it dancin'
She gon' run up on me, ass up
I know that lil' bitch scared up, she gon' run into a n***a with guns
Now she gone, APB, I've been on it
Bitches gettin' on my nerves, B, be gone
Wanna call me, but my name Ravon
[Chorus: Cash Kidd]
I just serve the Sprite like volleyball
Poppin' my shit, I ain't got it all, yeah
I pull up iced out, she gon' top me off, yeah
I use her for her head like Tylenol, yeah
He actin' like a killer, please knock it off
I'm knowin' that these lil' n***as cotton soft
Do it look like I'm worried? N***a, not at all
Do it look like I'm hurtin'? N***a, not at all