Yeah
Yeah, we (Cannot be fucked with), can´t be (Ayy, Wristy, turn that shit up)
Yeah, records

I say we can´t be (Fucked with), not at shit (At all)
Like, bitch, my neck hurt
´Fore I come, I need that check first
´Fore I put them links on, I probably should stretch first
We be yellin´, "Fuck ´em all" on TV
Me and Rylo in that N, bitch, we three deep
Ayy, I just spent a dime on some drank
Trick with a bitch who ain´t a ten, bro, I can´t
I´m gettin´ more love from all the niggas used to hate us
Probably they seen how we acted out in Vegas
Probably they know I´ll blow this bitch on papers
I´m extra, I might just bulletproof the Tesla (Yes, sir)

We fly like Fourth of July, but my cup on Easter pink (Frrt)
I ain´t lockin´ in with no nigga, I got too many infinity links (Brrt)
Ain´t buyin´ no ho no Kelly bag before we fuck, I don´t care if you pop, you dig
Ho say that she spottin´, ho, you ain´t bleedin´ out your mouth, you dig (Shht, shht)
B.P. truck, you´ll just be practicin´, you shoot this car, you dig (Frrt)
Went and took her shoppin´, next day I bought her more lil´ ma´, you dig (Shht, shht)
Patek Phillipe, I only got one Rolex in my jewelry box, you dig (Hello)
I´m rich as hell, ain´t takin´ no ho to no Marriott, you dig (I won´t)

Shoot and go to a villa (Yeah), I like yellow fillers (Yeah, yeah)
You fuckin´, then you get up, got every settin´ in marine setter (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I´m walkin´ ´round with thigh pads like I´m Von Miller (Frrt)
I´m a real finesser, I might put insurance on the jewelry, make bro steal it

I´m chillin´, still forever locked with the killers
Give that pussy up on camera, but no pictures
Ayy, bae, Louie Ice Creams, but I don´t skate though
Make my young niggas do it, that´s what this pape´ for
Case closed, I´m in the Demon with the bass on

How you a killer in your feelings? That´s a Drake song
I fuck her good in twenty minutes, I don´t take long
G-way and new Bottega, me, I got Bape on
I see these old niggas wanna try me
I left up out of there with all mines, yeah (Too turnt)
And if I didn´t, then they all died (They all died)

Ain´t never stomp no nigga down, you niggas small fries (Yeah)
I´m a codeine sipper (Yeah), cream soda mixer (Yeah)
Van Cleef accessories (Yeah), Matty Boy apparel (Yeah)

Hermes bracelet (Yeah), Chrome Heart fragrance (Yeah)
I ain´t never in my life had to make a car note payment (Yeah)
Goin´ to serve a nigga without a pistol on you that´s crazy (Yeah)
Fuck with who I fuck with, seen the killer make a statement (Yeah)