[Lil Gnar & Lil Pump]
D-Diego
B-B-Bankroll got it
Dig?

[Lil Gnar]
Slurp it up, bitch, make a mess (Yeah)
When I pull up, you hear the ´Vette (Skrrt)
Baguettes, they fall off my neck
I´m smokin´ that ´za to the chest (Pressure)
Ran that shit up off the muscle (Dig)
Walk with the Glock, I don´t tussle (Dig)
Niggas talk shit, it ain´t nothin´ (For real)
Three hundred, all cash, how I´m comin´ (Uh-huh)

[Lil Gnar]
I´m a real rock star, came from the trenches
Now I got bitches on bitches on bitches (Yeah, yeah)
Throw him the cutter, my young nigga hit you
He just gon´ get your ass for a lil´ fifty (Yeah)
Ballin´ out just like I´m Madden
Excuse my bad language, I think I´m the shit (Yeah, for real)

Take a PJ out to Cali to grab some Biscotti, it´s smellin´ like piss
Doubled up (Dope), I´m pourin´ my stress in this double cup
Remember, I ran my first hundred up (Hundred up)
My Draco got titties, a honeybun (Honeybun)
Shoot in the crowd, you ain´t takin´ my chain
Your ass finna crash out, you swerve in my lane (No kizzy)
Only do guap-anese, speakin´ that language (Cash)
My young niggas Brims, they twistin´ they fingers
I swerve in the double R, keep me a banger (Yeah)
Couple snow bunnies, they stay in Topanga
Brushin´ my wap with some toothpaste (Toothpaste)
VVS on my gums, ain´t no toothache (Toothache)
RIP Nip, need a blue Wraith (RIP)
These diamonds HD like a Blu-ray (HD)
She eat up the kid like a buffet (Yeah)

I been raw as fuck, you just too late, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Lil Gnar & Trippie Redd]
Slurp it up, bitch, make a mess (Hell yeah)
When I pull up, you hear the ´Vette (Hell yeah, skrrt)
Baguettes, they fall off my neck (Hell yeah, for real)
I´m smokin´ that ´za to the chest (Hell yeah, dig)
Ran that shit up off the muscle (I ran that shit up)
Walk with the Glock, I don´t tussle (Walk with the fuckin´ Glock)
Niggas talk shit, it ain´t nothin´ (Yeah)
Three hundred (Yeah), all cash, how I´m comin´ (Yeah, Hell yeah)

[Trippie Redd & Lil Gnar]
Your bitch blew me like a whistle (Phew), I keep me two pistols, I feel just like Texas Ranger (Bah)
Know that I keep me some missiles, won´t be hard to hit you, lil´ bitch, I ain´t gotta aim (Yeah, okay)
Know that I drip in Versace, Armani my body (Yeah), lil´ bitch, it ain´t got a stain (Yeah, woo)
I count hundreds and fifties, I take a lil´ tootsie to Johnny and buy me a new chain
Everyday is a movie, I keep me some clips, lil´ nigga, I shoot ´em like Blu-ray (Yeah)
My lil´ baby flyin´ like she up in the skies, she up like a blue jay (Yeah, yeah)
Just bought an AP and deep dished that bitch with a red face (Yeah, yeah)

Heard niggas in the streets talkin´, I ain´t worried ´bout what the dead say

[Lil Gnar]
Slurp it up, bitch, make a mess (Hell yeah)
When I pull up, you hear the ´Vette (Hell yeah, skrrt)
Baguettes, they fall off my neck (Hell yeah, for real)
I´m smokin´ that ´za to the chest (Hell yeah, dig)
Ran that shit up off the muscle (I ran that shit up)
Walk with the Glock, I don´t tussle (Walk with the fuckin´ Glock)
Niggas talk shit, it ain´t nothin´ (Hell yeah, yeah)
Three hundred, all cash, how I´m comin´ (Hell yeah)

Slurp it up, bitch, make a mess (Hell yeah)
When I pull up, you hear the ´Vette (Hell yeah, skrrt)
Baguettes, they fall off my neck (Hell yeah, for real)
I´m smokin´ that ´za to the chest (Hell yeah, dig)
Ran that shit up off the muscle (I ran that shit up)
Walk with the Glock, I don´t tussle (Walk with the fuckin´ Glock)
Niggas talk shit, it ain´t nothin´ (Hell yeah, yeah)
Three hundred, all cash, how I´m comin´ (Hell yeah)