[Intro: ZayBang]
(DTB, that's the slap)

[Chorus: ZayBang]
Huh, look, I love a big booty bitch, she so righteous
Could get some shit across the border from the Pisces
We sticked up everywhere 'cause they don't like us
For summertime, I might buy a motorcycle
These n***as tryna keep it cordial, I don't fuck with 'em
It's two guns, Max Payne, I don't trust n***as
And no Diddy, but this Glock tryna touch n***as
It's big boogers in his watch, come and bust, n***a

[Verse 1: ZayBang]
I'm in the MIA, it's a competition
Bitch, we could get some money, but you gotta listen
See, I'm a player-ass n***a, this is not pimpin'
Can't even tell you what it is, I'm just 'bout chicken
I dropped a deuce of some Wock' in the cream soda
My lil' n***a tote the chop, call him Baby Yoda
I heard dude made a statement, he the fuckin' rollers
That n***a scared to hold the switch, n***a, I'll hold it
We got twenty thousand on Rodeo, bitch, we at Kith
I'm wearin' Who Decides War with some black Ricks
And bitch I been spendin' bands all in Saks Fifth
I gotta do the money dance when these racks hit
[Verse 2: EBK Young Joc]
Have his bitch set the plan, put a tracker in his load
Shh, he know exactly what we on
Everybody that you see me 'round got a pole
I'm a head-tapper, you can't name a time that I froze
He a pussy and everybody with him really hoes
That's another body droppin' if a n***a drop a four
Better keep your heater close, lately, it been gettin' cold
We into smokin' homies, we call it eternal funk
And we ain't goin' back and forth with no old heads
Can't find him, he get plucked for what his bro said
Headshots, n***a, we don't aim for no legs
Bum n***a can't dress, he got no bread
Bitch, these Ricks, the Owens ain't no Vans
Sellin' tracks like it's crack, I'm the dope man
Get a n***a whacked for that shit he was postin'
Murder for hire, I thought you knew, we promotin'

[Verse 3: Lil Bean]
Brother want the bustdown, I want it plain
I remember flyin' 60 P's on a plane
It's a six-figure day, man, I'm gettin' pape'
Met a girl the other day, Coke bottle shape
Baby, this a cold world, Planet of the Apes
Man, I wish I had a dollar every time these n***as hate
'Cuz dyin', I had a dream that that n***a had escaped
All that n***a want is a bankroll and a Wraith
Goin' crazy on these n***as, Johnny Manziel
Huh, he a IG whore, he just show and tell
Huh, know a n***a work the chop, he can't even spell
Bro can eye ball the work, he don't need a scale
Pull up in a newest Benz, I just got it tucked
My right pocket Ruth's Chris 'cause it's fully stuffed
Goofy n***a ain't even hit, he paid for a buck
I told Baby, "Do your thing, we can run it up"
Yeah, run it up with me, huh, ain't no young n***a
Huh, park it in the hood, this car cost a hundiddy
Huh, ain't no summit store, I got it out the mud, n***a
Huh, with a schoolgirl, she be in the slums, n***a
[Chorus: ZayBang]
Huh, look, I love a big booty bitch, she so righteous
Could get some shit across the border from the Pisces
We sticked up everywhere 'cause they don't like us
For summertime, I might buy a motorcycle
These n***as tryna keep it cordial, I don't fuck with 'em
It's two guns, Max Payne, I don't trust n***as
And no Diddy, but this Glock tryna touch n***as
It's big boogers in his watch, come and bust, n***a