[Verse 1: Mike Sherm]
Ay
Money on the floor, what’s the lo?
Let a n***a know
N***a take my hoe n I’m like “So? I’m letting bitches go”
Colder than the snow
Three triple 0 up on the fucking coat
A n***a made a post n said I’m broke, I take that as a joke
I do this shit with no promo
Still shit on n***as no homo
G’s on me no polo
My shit jumpin’ like a pogo
I’m powered up like Goku
Super Sayian, Fuck you sayin’
Fit cost a couple bands
Bitch I’m that fucking man
I got good dick, for a, bad bitch
I was, dumb broke, now I’m, mad rich
All my, new hoes wetter than my last bitch
And I be talkin’ shit, Ion need no adlibs
My shit is not average
Fucking with ratchets
Not fucking with crashes
Got tint on my glasses
I really got action
Put that shit in the caption
Been in the game, I don’t gotta practice
N***** tryna hate, I’m just being grеat
Hella chicken on my plate
I ain’t finna takе no break
Every week a different state
Crib got a gate
Bitch wanna date
Bitch better wait
Hold on
[Verse 2: BabyTron]
From the meetin to down in Cali bitch I’m tied in
In the deep end, use my two arms just like fins
Like the crack head hit the spot
I got the pipe in
Gotta take a risk, shit, you might lose you might win
Shit Fuck tha I know you hear those drums rockin
Shit fuck tha pull up on them guns cockin
If it ain’t the Blue Moons she gon get that Love option
Walkin round like the living dead, I only puff toxins
Jeans stuffed RTA
Ask the plug ETA
All star caliber, you gotta come n see me play
Gotta come n see me score
Gotta come n see me tour
I can never think poor
Shit—I gotta see me more

[Verse 3: BabyTron]
Going 160, pray to God I don’t get fleet
Biscuit got a skillet, boy you better pray you don’t get blicked
Thinking that you w/ it, but in my book you don’t exist
You know me, wake up get to it, then I blow a zip
I’m a magician in the kitchen I can clone a brick
Heard he snitched, after we kill him, we finna sew his lips
After he snitched, we put him in the ditch
Had my New York Ma members put him in a spliff
One time shoutout to Mike Sherm
Heard them birds call them morning time they were just like worms
We can have a harder song then y’all with five words