[Intro: DDG & Kyle Richh]
(I-I-I)
Put that lil' boy on his ass (Ay)
They ain't gon' like when I'm mad (Yeah)
Roll me a blunt 'fore I crash (Like, damn)
Okay, let me hear BNYX' tag (I-I-I'm working on dying)
Fuck (BNYX), 4zz on top like it's 41— (Like, damn)

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, I'm a man on a mission, never the man in the middle
When I speak, listen close like a riddle
They only wit' you if you beneficial (Yes)
Walk him down if you think that he crazy
Bullets hot, sent him straight to the 'spital (Like), damn
Put the beam on his—
Chest shot, he got hit in his nipple, ouch

[Verse 1: DDG]
Got your bitch on my couch, fill up with dick in her mouth (Go)
N***as fiendin' for clout, bitch, he can not figure it out (Fuck)
I been runnin' the bag up like Travis be runnin' his routes (Phew-phew)
Why these fucks on my dick 'bout? Some mayors that don't got a spouse (I-I-I)

[Verse 2: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, I got some shit that'll leave his ass crippled
N***as hop in the booth, start lyin', all of they music odee, superficial
We start waves, they be ridin' a ripple
We the reason they rasta, little (Like)
Shoot my shot, I do not need to dribble
Damn, pockets fat like Lizzo, fuck
Yo, I love you Lizzo, yo, I love you, you hurr (Yeah-yeah)
[Verse 3: DDG]
I'm the n***a inside of my city, I don't give a fuck what you heard (Yeah-yeah)
If it's smoke then I'm pressin' the issue, I'm pullin' up on you, let's skrrt (Yeah-yeah)
I can end your career, you give me a fade but it's what you prefer (Boom, yeah-yeah, I-I)

[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, I'm a man on a mission, never the man in the middle
When I speak, listen close like a riddle
They only wit' you if you beneficial (Yes)
Walk him down if you think that he crazy
Bullets hot, sent him straight to the 'spital (Like), damn
Put the beam on his—
Chest shot, he got hit in his nipple, ouch

[Verse 4: NLE Choppa]
Like a [?] man, got no box on the Glock
Hit the runnin' man when I hop out the car (Come here)
[?] murder, I pray to Allah but I'm reminiscin' 'bout the bodies you caught (Brrt)
Federal, Glock touch n***as, we ain't hederal (Come on)
Titties on chops (Come on), dick on Glocks (Come on), make a opp transition, no sexual (No)
Lean on rocks (Come on), I'ma lean on a thot (Come on)
Ass too fat but she lean, on God (She lean, on God)
Call your n***a while I fuck you (Yeah), she tellin' me that I take it too far
Lickin' yo' ass while I slut you (Yeah)
In your past [?], I was fuckin' you, you, you, you (Uh)
Suck it 'til my balls deflate, don't never leave it on blue, on Crip
Opened up, rip 'til his t-shirt rips (Brrt)
[?] rip 'til his mama say, "R.I.P." (Brrt)
Bad bitch, pretty lips, pussy lips better (On God)
Eat it 'til you squirt, I'ma lick, umbrella
Last n***a was a simpity-simp but under the waist he was limpity-limp
I'm trickin' but I still pimpity-pimp, under the waist I'm big as a blimp, gotchu
[Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Grrah, I'm a man on a mission, never the man in the middle
When I speak, listen close like a riddle
They only wit' you if you beneficial (Yes)
Walk him down if you think that he crazy
Bullets hot, sent him straight to the 'spital (Like), damn
Put the beam on his—
Chest shot, he got hit in his nipple