[Verse 1: K.A.A.N.]
Yes lord, I need all that right now (Get it all)
[?] we made two hundred thous' (Ain't it wild)
Ain't it wild how this shit came back around?
Benefit off of my labor, I need acres with no neighbors
I need all of the benefits, all the amenities
I can tell by the way these n***as operate
That they can never really match my energy
I'ma [?], baby, got a deep run
Hell nah, n***a, we ain't got no sympathy
I treat the fuckin' day like a vitamin
Heat it up, eat it up, beat it up
Leave it how I found it, [bottle?]
Your shit is incomplete, what do you mean?
Back to thе drawin' board
How the fuck you gon' eat if you don't work
Who do you do this for?
I know n***a leechin' tryna get undеr my skin (Tryna get under my skin)
Got it on my own before I do that shit again (Bitch, I do that shit again), yeah
I think it's pretty amazin', no, this shit don't faze me
Higher than a astronaut, I'm floatin' off them daisies (Bitch, I'm high)
I just told a pussy n***a, "Calm down" (Calm down)
Brought my n***as with me, they a tough crowd (Don't get it fucked up)

[Verse 2: JZAC & Daisha McBride]
Three, two, one, count me in
Everyone around me wins
Took the paddle, got to shore
In the same boat that you found me in
Need a little villa on the island soon
I could really get used to the Maui winds (Ayy)
Let me get loose, let me find my pen
Don't try me, don't try my friends (Don't)
Swingin' fists, ain't no split decisions
My flows always come in mint condition (Woo)
Ain't no label gonna get commission, bitch
I'm the one who had to test the vision now (Woo)
I had to sacrifice everything
Move to L.A., homie, look what I did (Did)
Now they wan' fuck with the kid (Kid)
I might start up in a bit (Bit)
They understandin' me now
Orderin' shots and they handin' me rounds (Hoh)
I gotta get me a stack of some money
That's taller than Karl-Anthony Towns (Woo)
She used to hate, she a fan of me now (Yeah)
Why they keep callin' me family now? (Go)
I do not know what you want me to say (Ayy)
Think that you live in a fantasy now (Woo)
Bitch, you dreamin', we ain't got no time to doze off (No time to doze off)
I was schemin', now she at my crib with clothes off (Had her clothes off)
Hit it, then I hit the booth and Jerry goes off (Jerry, go off)
Do this shit for show 'cause I'm a motherfuckin' show-off (Yeah, ayy; Show)
[Verse 3: Daisha McBride]
Rap girl, she gon' rap (She gon' rap), got hair like Cleopat' (Ha)
[?] in the pack (Yeah), they hear the name, they know it's gas (Okay)
Lemme loosen up, lemme get it right
I want a night cap, but don't spend the night (Nah)
I won't call you back, but I'll call the cab
Say, "Safe travels" and won't follow back (Okay)
I got a Smith right beside me if you wanna get jiggy (Get jiggy)
It's that flow that keep that winter time warm in the chimney (Haha)
I don't think these rappers wanna live in harmony with me (Wow)
Forget that blood and sweat, man, I'd give a arm and a titty (Yuh)
This that Tennessee, yeah, in case you ever thought I switched (This that Tennessee)
I be rappin' like if T-Pain and Missy had a kid (Hahaha)
That was raised in the South near the boonies and the sticks (Yeah)
Frizzy braids on my scalp (Yeah) that your girl gon' come retwist
Off the Hen, I'm feelin' real ooh, don't bring a friend, but bring me two (Two)
I got plans I'd rather not move (Move), I can't stand when y'all get fluked (Hey)
Keep that same energy when you see me out in public (Yeah)
And just know I'm in a bag that's probably way, way out your budget (Ha, yeah)
I'm Rap Girl

[Verse 4: Jalen Santoy]
I see dead bodies, he red probably, on read probably
Need Visine, seein' red probably
Land one shot and bleed highly, can't do it
I done seen her wrap it up, ain't clap it up, I don't even understand it (Uh)
I ain't gotta say a word, move two thirds, we ain't even 'bout to plan it (Carolina)
Bread sittin' on the mantle
Don't say a word, we ain't 'boutta answer
South side, outside, he a camper
See how the stick move like Atlanta
Spin 'round the block just like a dancer
Ain't no cufflink, but say I ain't dapper, I can't be no capper
I heard she a runner, I jump in that water, one snap, I'ma lap her
I'm cut from that cloth, that soul can't be bought
I was taught at age five, you ain't have to step on it
No way you gon' see in this bag, you ain't gotta check on it
That itty-bitty pressure that you been applyin', I been put some reps on it
Open bar, [?], alkaline [?] ain't nothin' left on it
[Klinko?] got 'em slidin' through this whole thing [?] to the new [?]
Bust down, gettin' serviced, chop shop, spin the tires, cop some new feet
On the road to the load, push a button, gas sprayin', we don't do E
I end on a sweep, been this sweet, elevator, we don't need seats
Been runnin' the tape
[Verse 5: Neisha Neshae]
All of a sudden, they feelin' a way 'cause I'm gettin' my money regardless (Yeah, yeah)
And I'ma do me every day, I don't need 'em to beg me no pardon (Nope)
I got in tune with my spiritual self, now I feel like I'm hearin' the voices (Neisha)
People be gettin' so high off of me, they ain't know that I had all this dopeness (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
So cold even when it ain't winter (Yeah)
Get money, I could show you how to get up (Uh, uh)
In the gym countin' up while I sit up (Uh)
Fuck a suite, we gon' get the whole villa (Suite)
What I look like playin' wit' 'em? What I look like stayin' wit' 'em? (Yeah)
Might look 5'2", but I'm lean wit' it
Why they wanna play sides, that ain't lookin' real great, n***a
Better play shit safe
One week with the whole campaign (Mm)
Take shots, better know your range
Better keep it straight, it could go both ways
Ain't no half-ass, need the whole damn thing (Yeah)
Better play it smart 'fore they blow your brain (Yeah)
Cartiers match the gold chain (Yeah)
VVS in my nose ring
Teachin' bitches where the coast at

[Verse 6: Doeman]
Since granny died, I got the coldest heart (Woo)
She in Heaven, I'm in Hell, now we torn apart
Like you a bitch, if I pull it, I'ma hold your card
Like you was born to bark and I was born to work (Woof)
See my cousin kill a man, no beef, it was broad day, woo
And Montana get the packs off of Broadway
Mejicano with an attitude, where they all [satanic?]
Gang bang, here to fuck with the parlay, uh (Woo)
Give a fuck about the chitter-chatter
Get these bitches bitter 'cause my bitches badder (Right)
Running the level down to slip and jab
And I'm a dog, I'm a beast, I'm the sickest savage (Ooh)
Everything legitimate, I don't even judge you by the pigment
Thought they was killin' shit, pull up and I kill 'em
And I leave 'em all illiterate, woo, shit is bittersweet, woo
I'm from the southeast side of the Astrodome
Where they smoke your partner and they ash your dome
The chain is golden, but the strap is chrome
I'm a heartless savage, gotta cash your soul (Brr)
Les, Rico, Franky, Thomas, damn, all my brothers gone
Wait until I join you, 'til I die, bitch, I'll be pushin' on
Came with a lane, they ain't half as nice
Still be the don in the afterlife
I'm a heartless dog, I'll pull the strap on Christ
And my brother baggin' the package right
If they hatin', just tell the pussy, "Catch a fade, catch a clip"
But really, boy, catch a flight
You ain't never mad when your bag is right
Broke-ass boy, get your bankin' right