Verse 1: Chase Fetti:

Uh, y'all n***as know me, man, haha, ain't shit changed, n***a, iLL Tone got me feeling like Sean Kemp, you keep throwin' these shits off the glass, Camino, uh, look, uh
I squeeze the toast at your wig (brrr)
I grind for every dollar I'm drivin' ghost off of bigs (skrr)
I got faith and I keep that host by my rigs
I barbecue a n***a (pam pam pam...), I won't argue with you, n***a
Naw, my D-Block makes a large amount of figures (Y'all know me)
But on God, if a n***a want hard then I'm a pitcher (Go get this, n***a)
Uh, I'm Nolan Ryan shoot yo' lights out like Kobe Bryant (Brrr)
That n***a said he gettin' dealt we lyin' (Fuck outta here!)
I'm Chase Fetti, n***as know who I am (What's up, n***a?)
I'm a bad mutha, I feel like this gon' be a rap summer (Haha)
I sold bundles by choice, you a bag runner (Fuckin' bum)
A n***a owe me greens, it'll be his last supper (Pam pam pam pam)
A gat clutcher, a back toucher (Brr)
And I beat that pussy up, I'm a cat lover (Hahahaha)
N***a you said you doin' what I got your stats covered (Fuck outta here, n***a)
You got locked and told names like the back cover, fuckin' rat

Verse 2: Elcamino:

Yo, yo, they can't guard me close so they play off me
And wine and dine bitches I couldn't pay to stay off me
I ain't preachin' today I just came to collect dolphren?
I'm countin' more bread than ever this shit exhaustin'
I came in the game I was short, like Todd Lawson
But I learned quick and I came up, with bosses, uh
Look how much that my life changed since Boston
Really, I've been preserving myself, they thought I lost it
I learned fast from hustlers that took over small aves
Who had bricks, and n***as looked up to like yo' dads and that's on the humble
Not tryin' to belittle your small bag
But I've been around money since I was a small lad
14, my moms showed me 50-yard cash and all that
Mean is I had a headstart on y'all ass
I had a headstart, on y'all n***as, shit that's why I'm way more smart than y'all n***as