[Intro]
Ooh (Wha—yeah)
If I take one more pill, I'll lose my mind (Sasuke), ooh
I'ma show y'all n***as how to swag
This ain't Baby Pluto, this Sasuke
Ooh, look (It's Lil Uzi Vert)

[Chorus]
Rat-ass n***a, you not my kind
Ho give me head, gon' pick my mind
Can't smoke with me, bitch, you sniff lines
I got flows like I'm Popcaan (Yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I hope all my opps die
Whippin' up the wet then we servin' out the dry
Bustin' down the watch like, n***a, what's time?
Can't go out sad, go out bad this time (Yeah)
Kill one of mine, you gon' miss your mom
I'll drop a million way faster than a vine (Whoa)
I'll drop a bag way faster than I signed
I be on my block and it's hotter than a iron
No, I ain't lackin', I'm in traffic with a 9
I be on point like a damn porcupine (Skrrt)
Got the Four Pound right there by my spine
1600, n***a, fuck the other side (Bitch)
Dropped a opp, that's a wrap
In my hood I'm the grandson, King Von
[Verse 1]
Got a pink FN, look like Nicki Minaj
Every time I go platinum my n***as stop slidin'
Oh, you say you a shooter? You ain't got no bodies (Nope)
Plain Jane wrist cost a new Maserati (Skrrt)
Oh, your girl gettin' dropped, after she gave me sloppy
Put a check on your head, now you hotter than wasabi (Oh my—pew)
Kick the bitch out, what you finna do?
Do a drive-by, yellow Lambo, a lemon coupe (Yeah)
R.I.P bullets, them shits gonna finish you
Knock off your face and your arms and your tentacles (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm plugged in like the cord, that's umbilical
He's a rat, I feel bad who got do, um, a bit with you (Shh)
Thought I ain't know 'bout them shooters that live with you
Bitch, I'm a god how I'm movin' so biblical

[Chorus]
Rat-ass n***a, you not my kind (Let's go)
Ho give me head, gon' pick my mind
Can't smoke with me, bitch, you sniff lines
I got flows like I'm Popcaan (Yeah)
I ain't gon' lie, I hope all my opps die
Whippin' up the wet then we servin' out the dry
Bustin' down the watch like, n***a, what's time?
Can't go out sad, go out bad this time (Yeah)
Kill one of mine, you gon' miss your mom
I'll drop a million way faster than a vine (Woo)
I'll drop a bag way faster than I signed
I be on my block and it's hotter than a iron
No, I ain't lackin', I'm in traffic with a 9 (Bah, bah)
I be on point like a damn porcupine (Skrt)
Got the Four Pound right there by my spine
In my hood I'm the grandson, King Von
[Verse 2]
Say that I'm fake and I'm phony, don't give a fuck 'cause my opps don't even know me (Woah)
Real quick I turn into the old me (Ayy)
Bro did the hit for a Rollie (Ayy)
On dirty block with my homies (Ayy)
Screamin' out "Rest in peace, Stoney" (Ayy)
Bitch, I'm the one and the only (Yeah)
Monkey nuts on my choppa, tote 'em Hodi (Glrr)
I go so hard in the street, couldn't clone me
You signed the fake Uzi, they want they money back (Woo)
Two big-ass guns like I'm Angelina Jolie
I throw up the Roc, since Jay-Z got my money bag
Bro, was you talkin'? I'm not hearin' none of that
Baby Draco with them Glocks and they dumpin' that (Bah)
You keep on askin' me questions, what's up with that?
This n***a might got a wire, um, ándale

[Chorus]
Rat-ass n***a, you not my kind (Let's go)
Ho give me head, gon' pick my mind
Can't smoke with me, bitch, you sniff lines
I got flows like I'm Popcaan (Oh my God)
I ain't gon' lie, I hope all my opps die
Whippin' up the wet then we servin' out the dry
Bustin' down the watch like, n***a, what's time?
Can't go out sad, go out bad this time