[Intro]
(Fresco, that's cold)
(Tristen)
(K$hare Beats)

[Verse 1: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Naw, we can't get one in, what's wrong with n***as? (What's wrong with n***as?)
I don't even wanna do a song with n***as (N***as lame)
I ain't into talkin' on the phone with n***as (Never did)
See me out, they like, ayy, that's that cloneless n***a (That's that cloneless n***a)
Yeah, that's me, just got Prada on my bones, n***a (Prada on my bones, n***a)
On the 7 shootin' dice, ain't no bones, n***a (Ain't no bones, n***a)
Skinny n***a, but I flex like a strong n***a (Like a strong n***a)
We keep passin' all these plays, goin' long, n***a (Goin' long, n***a)
Clan in this bitch, foreigns pullin' up (Pullin' up)
Bitch think she bad, but she ain't good enough (You ain't good enough)
We ain't fuckin' with you lames, y'all ain't good as us (Y'all ain't good as us)
Wild n***as with me, they'll make you put 'em up (They'll make you put 'em up)
Sex on the stairs, that's the only time I'm fuckin' up (I'm fuckin' up)
Feel like Ace Boogie, bitch, I ain't luckin' up (Bitch, I ain't luckin' up)
We at Javiers, bitches fightin', bitches runnin' up (Bitches runnin' up)
Devin Hester, I'm just tryna run a hundred up (Tryna run a hundred up)

[Verse 2: Jeeezy]
Sittin' in a Ghost with Dre, yeah, I can't make it up (I can't make it up)
Only thing a n***a missin' was a double cup (On God)
DJ faded as a bitch, he still rollin' up (Goddamn)
All this Gucci with the gang like I'm Lil Pump (Like I'm Lil Pump)
If she have an off day, then she getttin' dumped (On God)
Large plates at Ruth Chris, yeah, I'm gettin' stuffed (Stuffed)
She don't fuck the first night, then she out of luck (Bitch dumb)
Catchin' plays all on King like I'm Cooper Kupp (Cooper Kupp)
N***as ain't really real, man, they wannabes (N***as hoes)
I ain't met a n***a yet who as cold as me (On my mama)
Keep hittin' in the field 'til my shoulders bleed ('Til my shoulders bleed)
Bad bitch, I'm in her mouth like some Listerine (Listerine)
[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Pussy fire, I can't lie, but you can't get a ring (I can't lie)
Bringin' up old shit, I'm like, "What you mean?" (What you mean?)
Don't I keep you fly? Dolce slides, Bally and Celine (and Celine)
Don't I feed you good? Big steaks, ain't no Chilly D's (Ain't no Chilly D's)

[Verse 4: Jeeezy]
Don't I fuck you good? You be sayin' you gon' never leave
Don't I talk shit in every booth? Patrick Beverly
Found out I'm fuckin' on her friend, why you mad at me? (Why you mad at me?)

[Verse 5: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Number eight for Kobe Bryant, that's a tragedy (Goddamn)
Louis V with Dior, yeah, I'm splashin' it (Yeah, I'm splashin' it)
N***a want a verse for me, yeah, I'm taxin' it (Yeah, I'm taxin' it)
Ten foreigns pullin' up, ain't no Maxima (Ain't no Maxima)
Told her I just want the neck like I'm Dracula (Like a vampire)

[Ouro: BlueBucksClan DJ & Jeeezy]
F's on my clothes and F's on my tires
N***a say he be with us, you a goddamn liar
Clan in this bitch, set this bitch on fire
Say she got a n***a, I'ma still fuckin' try her
Layin' with a bad bitch, I ain't even tired
'Wood full of Gushers, n***a, I just need a lighter
I'm already high, I be tryna get higher
In a Lamborghini crawlin' 'round like a spider
Y'all was tryna be like Mike, I was tryna be Myers
I got ten phones, finna drop it to my buyer
N***as love to copy us, n***as biters
Plain-ass white tee, but it's designer
If she got a bag with some ass, I'ma find her
Searchin' for that gold like a fuckin' 49er