[Chorus]
Pull up on a opp man, you don't want attention
I got all the bops, man, I got these bitches spreadin'
Zero-hunnid flops, man, let's muthafucking get it
You better hol' up, stop, fam, fat mod on the Reddit
I came in with this hot jam, am I sick? You bet it

[Post-Chorus]
Bitch, I am so lit, who said it?
Cream of the crop with the flows
These bitches askin' for a pic of my toes
Bops on bops, bops on bops, bops on bops, bops on bops
Cops on, cops on, cops on, cops on, cops on lots

[Interlude]
Put ya muthafuckin' hands up
Look to the sky, say goodbye to the old life that we used to live
'Cause this muthafucka saved us from catastrophe
He came in with the sickest bop of 2021
Raise it up for—

[Verse]
RJL, 'cause he is so sick
You better stop, hol' up, or I'll hit you wit' my dick
Tearing up these bitches like a fucking diamond pick
Runnin' through the lobby, this is what I represent, ayy
I get laid, I get paid
I got millions in the bank, my ship sank
Au revoir, ain't no thanks
Given, pretzels saltier than the football fans screamin', "Mancs"
Pull up on lil' RJ, you gon' get your stomach shanked
[Segue]
1... 2... 3...
Go!

[Chorus]
Pull up on a opp man, you don't want attention
I got all the bops, man, I got these bitches spreadin'
Zero-hunnid flops, man, let's muthafucking get it
You better hol' up, stop, fam, fat mod on the Reddit
I came in with this hot jam, am I sick? You bet it

[Outro]
Whatever you do, I'll just top it again
Drillas got 'sponses again
I came in once, and then, then
I hopped out, 'cause I can't bare to look at your face, bitch