[Verse 1: ICECOLDBISHOP & Trinidad James]
I'm a, I'm a, ooh, look, I'm a
I'm a risk taker, bad bitch taker
Chain on her, I'm a bad bitch maker
New coat, they wanna find out the maker
Wake up, let's fly to Jamaica
I paid way too much money for this coat to let you fuck it up
Stupid bitch, uh, hold up, wait, look
Gave my thousand dollar jacket to my bitch when she cold
Rollie for the summer and my bitch get her own
Look, give her anything 'cause she stick to the code, uh-huh
If a bitch get to tripping, I'ma bop on a ho
Turn the lights off
Bitch, I don't play fair, this is my ball
I'll put a black ring 'round your eyeball
What you mean she don't answer when you bang line?
Give it here, I bet the bitch answer my call
Hеllo?
What you doing?
See, n***a, I told you
I need a band for the game I just sold you
The gamе is to be sold and not to be told, yeah
Uh-huh
A-Town
Uh-huh
[Chorus: ICECOLDBISHOP & Trinidad James]
Do you wanna take the bus or the plane? Let me know (Let me know)
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain? Let me know (Let me know)
We could slide to the mall, do your thing, let me know (Let me know)
Baby, when you sick of fuckin' with them lames, let me know

[Verse 2: Trinidad James & ICECOLDBISHOP]
Let me slide in this bitch like a finger roll (Slide)
I'm D-A-D, smooth criminal (Dad)
Go B-I-G on a n***a though (Big)
I can't make money with a simple ho (No, sir)
A1, G Perico, we can let it snow
I'm a real temptation, you could let her know (Let her know)
R.I.P. my n***a Nip, it's a marathon (Nip)
For them Crip blue strips, we can get it on (Come on)
I'm the wrong type of n***a that you wanna shit on (Wrong type)
I get Rick James when I put this shit on (Rick James)
I got real good dick for a bitch to get on (Real good)
In my B-A-G, like my money real long (Ayy)
She so naked, baby, try this on
Fuck me, leave, then fly back home
Need RIP, my heart so chrome (Uh-huh)
Be bad for me, I won't do you wrong (Uh-huh)

[Chorus: ICECOLDBISHOP & G Perico]
Do you wanna take the bus or the plane? Let me know
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain? Let me know
We could slide to the mall, do your thing, let me know
Baby, when you sick of fuckin' with them lames, let me know
Uh-huh, do you wanna take the bus or the plane? Let me know
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain? Let me know
We could slide to the mall, do your thing, let me know
Baby, when you sick of fuckin' with them lames, let me know (Yeah, uh)
[Verse 3: G Perico]
When you sick of fuckin' with them lames, let me know somethin'
Jump in the 'Vette, let's ride around and smoke somethin'
I see the same ho every city that I go (That I go)
From Atlanta back to Figueroa (Figueroa)
I told the bitch get the Wagyu, she said she don't like pasta
Okay, it's time for me to stop talkin' (Stop)
An S-Class Chevrolet drivin'-ass n***a
When I jump on the plane, I got contraband with me
When I land in the city, I'm breakin' on hookers from the Airbnb
Just movin' and juggin'

[Bridge: Fat Ron]
Rolls-Royce, Cadillac, Lincoln, and Mercedes-Benz
And if they ain't fuckin' and suckin' too, I ain't paying for none of your friends
Rolls-Royce, Cadillac, Lincoln, and Mercedes-Benz
Ahh

[Verse 4: Fat Ron]
You ain't been a joint, heffer, I made you
Don't get it fucked up in this game, boo
It's only one player out of us two and it ain't you
Don't get it fucked up in this game, boo
Been mackin' since sellin' them dimes and dubs
I deserve this back rub
My Glock only seventeen, gotta sneak it in the club
Case I gotta put a bullet in a studio thug
Speak up, bitch, stop mumbling
I'll leave you on the corner while these Vogues keep tumbling
Bitch
[Verse 5: Chuck Inglish]
Check it
All vapors, that's real big paper
Classic automaker, it's a bad bitch taker
Light makeup, lip gloss shining
She kiss me on my neck, look like I had on diamonds
You ain't never heard it spoken like this before
Real macking, I'm a snack you can eat off the floor
No slacking, tell that n***a stop slamming my door
Girl, you gotta stop smacking when you chewing your food
Now make it do what it do, don't do what it ain't
Ayy, you heard what I said? Well, what did I say?
And I'ma do it times two, I know just what I paid
You can't slick a can of oil with a bucket of paint, bitch

[Chorus: ICECOLDBISHOP]
Uh-huh, do you wanna take the bus or the plane? Let me know
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain? Let me know
We could slide to the mall, do your thing, let me know
Baby, when you sick of fuckin' with them lames, let me know
Uh-huh, do you wanna take the bus or the plane? Let me know
Do you wanna get a clutch or a chain? Let me know
We could slide to the mall, do your thing, let me know
Baby, when you sick of fuckin' with them lames, let me know

[Outro: Trinidad James]
Yeah, n***a, what the fuck going on?
It's Trinidad motherfuckin' James with the check-in, n***a
Yeah, the first n***a drippin' on wax
Huh, yeah, me, n***a, not you
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
One time for my n***a Chuck Inglish
Two times for my n***a Mikey Rocks
Shoutout to all the other n***as, shoutout to my n***a G Perico in this motherfucker
You already know Mad Dad in this bitch, n***a
Fuck is you talking 'bout?
Tighten up, get your shit together, get your money right, take care of your family
Fuck is you sayin'?
Keep your car clean, keep your rims clean, n***a
Dad