[Chorus: Wyakhrome]
I just left home with a new dot
I just left home with a new bitch
I just left home with a new thot
Tell that hoe come suck my dick
I got a vibe she all on the way
I pass her to bro, we get her gone quick
Why you want smoke with the gang, i don't know
But its okay we gon put him in a spliff
Need for speed in the car, i'm racin'
When that hoe say stop I go
100, 200, 300, 400
5 bags yeah I'm countin up dough
Yeah I done walked out the house
With like 4 diamonds on me, yeah I put that shit on
Hop out the whip got a new jag on it
Yeah, we got a new jag on it

[Verse: Wyakhrome]
Yeah, I just hit a new dash on it
I just got a nеw bag on it, I just got a real bandanna on it
I got a new mask on it, shawty just poured up thе fanta
I hit her once then I went ghost like a phantom
Don't ask for signs, I know that ho a cancer
He took a kneel now that boy cannot stand us
Me and my n***as be speakin that guapanese
I know you cannot understand us
Pop my shit, got put on a banner
Green in my pocket, Bruce Banner
Back in this ho I can't see
Thats why I be so high tied like a ghost
Nobody knows, nobody knows, nobody knows
Cover yo nose, we in a big body
We hit and skirt off the lot on the road
I know I'm chosen, eliantte on me
Yeah them hoes so frozen
I took the bitch heart, Comme des Garçon
Yeah I made that lil shit broken
I had to use sign language on all of my opps
Cause all of my guns been spoken
[Verse: Jah$]
Hold it, shawty wet like the ocean
Ima hit it back, Ima come with commotion
Motion, n***as ain't really chosen
Onomatopoeia, when I pull up n***as frozen
Oh shit, baby girl where you know me
All up on my dick, she tryna ring around the rosie
Hocus, hocus hocus pocus
Baby girl, I'm tryna hit it, poke it
Hit that shit, matter fact I'm boutta hit that shit
I'm tryna pull up make you eat this dick
I two tone the wrist
I got some pink and some ruby shit
You know a n***a had to ice that wrist
I'm in that big boy shit, I pull up in that 4x4 shit
All black and I double oh shit
And we look like dis, lil bitch yeah we look like dis
Lil bitch I took that pic, super slimy shit
It's obvious, I ride my shit, vroom vroom
When I hit that shit, its that turbo twins
Got rick on rick on rick, Ima fly n***a catch my drift
I'm Picasso, girl, Van Gogh when I spit my hits
Spin around the world, trip off the check
I trip off the woah, a arm and a leg, I'm on ya head
I'm in a big big body, comin correct, count up a check
I heard what you said, i'm smokin your dead
Slid like a sled, know we could really talk about it
Let's go do that lead, its a whole lotta red
It's a whole lotta bitches on bitches on bitches
[Chorus: Wyakhrome]
I just left home with a new dot
I just left home with a new bitch
I just left home with a new thot
Tell that hoe come suck my dick
I got a vibe she all on the way
I pass her to bro, we get her gone quick
Why you want smoke with the gang, i don't know
But its okay we gon put him in a spliff
Need for speed in the car, i'm racin'
When that hoe say stop I go
100, 200, 300, 400
5 bags yeah I'm countin up dough
Yeah I done walked out the house
With like 4 diamonds on me, yeah I put that shit on
Hop out the whip got a new jag on it
Yeah, we got a new jag on it