[Trippie Redd] Yeah, big blunts, I like to roast up
Pussy get no love and no luck, I don´t fuckin´ know ya Chillin´ with the gang, I like to post up Get up off the block if I don´t know you You dealin´ with some soldiers that ride with the motherfuckin´ pole, bruh I ride with the motherfuckin´ pole, bruh I rise with the motherfuckin´ pole, bruh And you know a motherfucker pop a sealy, pop a pilly Pop a nigga head like Amoxicillin I´m a villain, really don´t show no pity I´m high saditty to these bitches Bitch, she hot and juicy, I´m hot and gritty How you hot and shitty? Wait ´Cause shit hot, but you know your shit not My shit make the whole city rock And Diddy bop, I spit it off the titty-top
And if you don´t like it, then fuck nigga, eat a itty-bitty cock (Yeah) Eeny-meeny-miney-moe, catch a thottie by her toe If I let her go, then I´ll prolly fuck another ho (Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch)
[Chris King] I stack the paper like a binder, she slimy, she not a rider A nigga got bars, who´s your service provider? Still searching for a lighter, too many that sound just like us We get rewarded for the likeness, get too many plaques like gingivitis Got the touch like King Midas, I eat the beat, I get the ´itis Create-a-player, I ball, it´s like I turned up all the sliders
Okay, pop a sealy like amoxicillin When I pop the trigger, drop a nigga Then he shook his body like a macarena Mop a stranger, he was starin´ straight, catchin´ improper angles God can´t save you, slap my bitch from the back, call it Palm´s Angels I bet when a nigga hop up, bitches, they´ll be all angry I told Trippie three years ago that this game was ours, nigga Bathing Ape face mask like these rappers got SARS, nigga I be in the background, you can see that I´m a star, nigga I got where I am being exactly who I are, nigga You ain´t protected at the garage, out your car, nigga
I´m the bomb just like a warhead, go to war just like a jar-head Give this dog a bone and think I wasn´t gon´ catch it like that shit was farfetched Young nigga, stayin´ on point just like a bayonet We rollin´ top down, bummin´ on the main street, then I sprayed the ´Vette Just a young nigga but I been doin´ it for so long they gotta praise the vet For my niggas on lockdown, and the crimies that really plead the fifth Pourin´ lean inside the booth, yeah, I am multitasking, make multi-millions M-16 and blow up your blow-up mattress, you know what´s brackin´