[Intro]
Oogie Mane, he killed it
We don't look at Rollies
We don't look at Rollies
We don't look at Rollies
We don't look at Rollies
Yeah

[Chorus]
We gon' leave 'em bloody, wipe 'em up just with a napkin (Yeah)
All these hundreds coming, we gon' flip it, we gon' stack it
We got choppas coming, fuck them n***as that be taxing (What)
We gon' leave 'em running, 'cause this shit could get real drastic (Ayy)
I'm from 1600, they look at me like a captain (Ayy)
All that lovey-dovey, lil' bitch, I swear you can't have it (Bye)
Told that girl, "Don't touch me", you too musty, you too dusty (Ew)
Yeah, that boy that you was with, his chain was fake and rusty (What)

[Verse 1]
Fucked your bitch while you're at work, I'm rushing, rushing, rushing (Rushing)
Fucked your bitch right off the Perc', I'm bussin', bussin', bussin' (Perc')
I'ma keep making it work, it's nothing, nothing, nothing (Yeah)
Fuck these n***as, it's no one I'm trusting, trusting, trusting (No way)
I just pulled up in a Lambo' this is not no Saturn (Skrr)
My Rollie, this shit keep going, it don't take no batteries (No)
Looking at your timepiece on your wrist, that shit embarrassing
Talking 'bout your new bitch, yes, I already, um, had it (Yeah)
Looking at your thottie, yeah, I'm gonna hit it gladly (Yeah)
Know these n***as copy, but I'm still gon' live so lavish (What?)
Boy, you think you poppin', no, you do not want the static (Wait)
My n***as, they coming and them n***as, they so savage (What?)
[Chorus]
We gon' leave 'em bloody, wipe 'em up just with a napkin (Yeah)
All these hundreds coming, we gon' flip it, we gon' stack it (Huh?)
We got choppas coming, fuck them n***as that be taxing
We gon' leave 'em running, 'cause this shit could get real drastic (Yeah)
I'm from 1600, they look at me like a captain (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
All that lovey-dovey, lil' bitch, I swear you can't have it (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Told that girl, "Don't touch me", you too musty, you too dusty (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
Yeah, that boy that you was with, his chain was fake and rusty (Yeah, ew)

[Verse 2]
Got my 9 up on my side, yeah, that's my trusty
I might pull up in a foreign, that's that Prestige
Winter time, pick up your girl, let her heat the seats
You know I love to see you go, but hate when you leave, yeah
Ayy, ayy (Ayy), ayy (Pew), yeah (Yeah), ayy (What?)
Walking in them Loubies, I got blood on my feet (Slatt)
Diamonds with the rubies, I got blood in my teeth (Slatt)
These n***as so bummy, and they bitches so fleeced
These n***as be rattin' just to get to the cheese (What?)
We don't look at Rollies, bitch, we look at Pateks (What?)

[Chorus]
We gon' leave 'em bloody, wipe 'em up just with a napkin (Yeah)
All these hundreds coming, we gon' flip it, we gon' stack it (Yeah)
We got choppas coming, fuck them n***as that be taxing (What?)
We gon' leave 'em running, 'cause this shit could get real drastic (What?)
I'm from 1600, they look at me like a captain (Yeah)
All that lovey-dovey, lil' bitch, I swear you can't have it (Yeah)
Told that girl, "Don't touch me", you too musty, you too dusty (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, Lil Uzi Vert)
Yeah, that boy that you was with, his chain was fake and rusty (Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah
We don't look at Rollies, damn, we look at Pateks
We don't look at Rollies, yeah, we look at Pateks