[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat)

[Verse 1: $weet-T]
No more Oodles of Noodles, it's bovines and crustaceans
Crud so loud, it'll leave you in a state of sedation
Got a banger on my waist in case of altercations
I'll put some holes in your Goose, I'm good with alterations
You gotta redefine the nature of our association
'Cause I'm far above your station with little imitations
'Bout to have Tron call Kosher, get me plugged with the Haitians
If you think I'm 'bout to flop, you got the wrong indications
They think I'm a easy lick, to me, they look like pawns
Big strap in the whip, I pick brain over brawns
I hit your girl on the hip, get some brain, then I'm gone
I'm in the upper echelon, you see me cookin' with Tron
I been showin' out, it ain't a mystery
The contacts in my phone look like your search history
Fuck around with $weet? You must be craving misery
All I know is victory, my chicken flippin' like rotisserie
I don't talk a lot, but all my thoughts would astound you
I called the chop mama bear, it'll clean your crib and ground you
All that fightin' shit is sus, I ain't finna ground and pound you
I roll dolo, but I pull up with the gang and surround you
But I wouldn't be caught dead with your poor ass
They know I'm quick to treat a rat like a doormat
Bars clean like Borax, I sorted out the format
Mag stuffed to the brim, I'll dump it in your thorax
Pass the stick to habibi, have him cook you up the ocky way
The kick'll make you lean back and do the Rockaway
How you talkin' crazy? Your people stay a block away
Might is right, that's just the way I operate
The 7.62s'll chop you up like the Yakuza
Drop the two in my kombucha and turn that bitch fuchsia
Bars I give out are gold, I'm the white Mansa Musa
The blick will make you freeze up, that's why I call it Medusa
In the suite with two hoes that look like Angie and Carmen
Women think I'm charmin', so coochie's what I'm harmin'
All my crud's super loud just like Harman Kardon
You be hidin' from your opps, when I see mine, I'm farmin'
[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Only time you ever shot a gun was probably at a target
Remedial, they get me in that room, gon' act retarded
I'ma wake the crib up if I smoke this weed, the pack alarmin'
Got the advantage in my Vantage, bitch, this an Aston Martin
Stuck off the Wock', I just had some sleep paralysis
Ballin' like a opal, he a ninety-three in amethyst
Cuddy said he good as long as they keep bringing packages
Fully-zooted 'Hawk, you know I played the Jeep immaculate
I know a junkie who just want a high who take some morphine
Saltwater heated pool, this bitch don't take no chlorine
After this, it's the jacuzzi with the jets
I done overdid did the diamonds, might get rubies on my neck
Three-seven, rolled a dooker, took a doobie to the chest
Feelin' like I'm Handy Manny, keep the tooly when I step
Catch me saucin' like I'm Walka, it be oohwee when I dress
It all started back in middle school, the Trueys or the Mex?
Oh, alright, you got a gun like okay, cool, we not impressed
Bitch, you know I'm sushi vet, hop in that coochie, leave it stretched
I'll turn this bitch to Columbine, the Uzi in the trench
(I know we look like it and shit, but we are not school shooters)
When life gave $weet-T lemons, he made Arnold Palmer
Thought he was a beast up on the East, we left his car on Chalmers
All-white buffs, white 1's, bitch, I'm tartar saucin'
The way that unky break a brick in half, he like a martial artist
You be kissin' on that bitch, I made her gargle jizz
So much money, I just be like fuck it, bought a marble fridge
D$M, twelve pits trained to kill guard the crib
Put blues on his head like he Marge, them killers bargin' in
Play in the middle, you like Argentina
Fuck an ordinary kitty cat, I'm finna start the cheetah
My pockets up like they just sparked sativa
First woman I married was the scams, I gave my heart to Visas
Brodie Oxy' popping, ain't no Quay'? I'm finna Wocky pop it
Couldn't walk it down at Hutch, he had to go and Alibab' it
CPN so lava, special thanks to Johnny Hopkins
Mr. I'ma Pop It, you would never hear my Glock decockin'
Banana Dreams, Ukrainian Creams
ShittyBoyz, this the year we hear them stadium screams
Jefe scorin' like he Kobe, got a eighty in beans
Ice caps, Wocky slush make my cranium freeze
Boy, it's 2023, you gotta pay me in cheese
You don't wanna go to war, you seen an alien bleed?
(I don't think you ever have)
Seven days, eleven plays each, I swear I had the craziest week
ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia