[Intro]
Donny

[Chorus]
Please stay the fuck out the pit
I just fucked that bitch, and she fell in love with the kid
Put that shit on my brother and shit
Run around with a drummer and shit
Ayy, in this hoe im a drummer, lil bitch
In my face like we fuckin' and shit
I don't know you, you know me, lil bitch
You might be the mo-fuckin' police, lil bitch
Green lambo, feel like Broly
Girl, who them n***as in that story
They smokin' gas, holy moly

[Verse]
Yeah, we on the mo-fuckin' E-way, all of my n***as they with me
I just rolled up me a Fifty
Tilly got that bitch, and he tryna blow up the city
Brodie just chill, you really on a thousand
He got a blicky anywhere it's crowded
Nah, i'm just playin, i'm just being childish
You n***as tellin' i don't want [?]
My new bitch [?] and Italian
Hop out the back brand new cali
This bitch got some "woah" fuckin' on a Stallion
No i cannot stall, I get cash
Like, fuck what he say, i live lavish
Taliban shit, fully automatic
With a big ass watch, go go gadget
My young n***as menace, savage
We "Jack boys" like Travis, bitch
Hold on, I don't think that these old n***as hear me
It can be one fuckin' goat and this year I know that it's clearly me
Fuck it, let up the ceiling, please
Know it's raining but i'm gettin' chilly, B, bitch
I say the rap game dead if you ask me
Donny bringin' hell like fuck it, n***as ain't gon tax me
You still livin' tax free
My OG had a bad week, I sent him 30K he back in Houston like he Max P, it's crazy
[Refrain]
Rick Owens on my feet, i'm feeling flashy
Taliban, Osama shit, we turn it to a track meet
Just called [?] up, I said "Big bro can you come track me"
I got some shit to say, these n***as atin' like they Slash King
But that don't matter tho, 'cause all that chadder way too fuckin low
You sound like childin' hoe, say it with yo chest, what the fuck you mumbling for ?

[Refrain]
Rick Owens on my feet, i'm feeling flashy
Taliban, Osama shit, we turn it to a track meet
Just called [?] up, I said "Big bro can you come track me"
I got some shit to say, these n***as atin' like they Slash King
But that don't matter tho, 'cause all that chadder way too fuckin low
You sound like childin' hoe, say it with yo chest, what the fuck you mumbling for ?

[Chorus]
Please stay the fuck out the pit
I just fucked that bitch, and she fell in love with the kid
Put that shit on my brother and shit
Run around with a drummer and shit
Ayy, in this hoe im a drummer, lil bitch
In my face like we fuckin' and shit
I don't know you, you know me, lil bitch
You might be the mo-fuckin' police, lil bitch
Green lambo, feel like Broly
Girl, who them n***as in that story
They smokin' gas, holy moly