[Chorus: JR007]
Ayy, I'm gon' pop out with this Gucci on
And mismatch with the Fendi
She gon' get loose off this Ecstasy
Dissolve it with this Remy
This a Glizzy party
Fuck that .38 go grab a semi
I'ma walk out with my hoodie on
No talking like I'm Kenny
[?]
Drop this flat inside my remy
Catch the bus
Bitch I'm done fucking already
Load it up
And go slide down in that Chevy
Hoodie up
Do no talking like I'm Kenny

[Verse 1: JR007]
Do no talking like I'm Kenny, bitch I don't know how to speak
Check my bank account, these hunnids get deposited every week
She gon' get naked for me, I'm gon' put that lil pussy to sleep
Off this ecstasy, I'm busting bitch it's hard for me to sleep
Look at my shoes and shit
Look at my cars and all these hoes
I need a boujie bitch
She gimme head then and she gotta go
We shoot a movie clips
I'm with the T's and all of the fours
We bang the five, lil bitch
You got a problem, get put on the floor
Me and Hitta out in traffic, we get groovy with these Glocks
Perfect timing, all these diamonds that I put inside my watch
Bitch we been sliding, do no hiding, we pop out on any block
It's the middle of December but we still gon' make it hot
[Chorus: JR007]
I'm gon' pop out with this Gucci on
And mismatch with the Fendi
She gon' get loose off this Ecstasy
Dissolve it with this Remy
This a Glizzy party
Fuck that .38 go grab a semi
I'ma walk out with my hoodie on
No talking like I'm Kenny
[?]
Drop this flat inside my remy
Catch the bus
Bitch I'm done fucking already
Load it up
And go slide down in that Chevy
Hoodie up
Do no talking like I'm Kenny

[Verse 2: El Hitta]
N***a show yourself before I fuckin' make your chest pop
I just popped an X [?] I feel like X-Pac
This shit not no movie, I fire out my directors
They not believe in God but I'll beat yo ass out your dress socks
Dub, I will smoke yo ass and then go smoke some bud
Every time she see me that bitch want a hug
You tryna take my style, here bitch take a slug
Cups of Remy, I'm a big ole n***a but I'm skinny
He do [?] like Jimmy, hitta got the lame, he a sendy
Fries just like Wendy, issa lotta hoes, got too many
Get more head than pennies, stop talkin' designer, I got plenty
[Chorus: JR007]
I'm gon' pop out with this Gucci on
And mismatch with the Fendi
She gon' get loose off this Ecstasy
Dissolve it with this Remy
This a Glizzy party
Fuck that .38 go grab a semi
I'ma walk out with my hoodie on
No talking like I'm Kenny
[?]
Drop this flat inside my remy
Catch the bus
Bitch I'm done fucking already
Load it up
And go slide down in that Chevy
Hoodie up
Do no talking like I'm Kenny