[Intro]
Hey, Daks
Yeezo, shut up

[Chorus]
Fuckin' fight me, high-key all these n***as like me
They wanna try me, probably, they think rapping is a hobby
Put that stick right to his dome, let it bust, bust, bust
They say I move with a chrome 'cause they look us up (Yeah)
Shawty want my info, she ain't gettin' shit
That's unless she a nympho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), she can ride the dick
Ridin' all the way home, she's singin' my songs
She want me to cuff her but that's where you thought wrong

[Verse 1]
I ain't cuffing shit unless it's Kaylee, ha-ha-ha
I be gettin' praise on the daily, yeah, yeah, yeah
He think that his music match the vibe, it don't (Haha)
He think that he'll get a feat from me, you won't (No)
Isolation invest in my psyche, it's so cold
Used to have a flip phone, now my phone rose gold
I might need a two-tone watch and a big home
He think he a different breed 'cause his shirts say VLONE
Toe to toe, why are you ain't on shit?
You know it's too brief like a motherfuckin' mouse click
A blunt and a vape, I can't leave the house without it
You talkin' 'bout my life, you don't know shit about it
[Chorus]
Fuckin' fight me, high-key all these n***as like me
They wanna try me, probably, they think rapping is a hobby
Put that stick right to his dome, let it bust, bust, bust
They say I move with a chrome 'cause they look us up (Yeah)
Shawty want my info, she ain't gettin' shit
That's unless she a nympho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), she can ride the dick
Ridin' all the way home, she's singin' my songs
She want me to cuff her but that's where you thought wrong

[Verse 2]
I could fuck a treesh, I can fuck a thottie
But she got like twenty-one bodies
And I bet that she ain't even twenty-one probably
I bet that takin' dick is that bitch's only hobby
That's okay though, I don't mean to ​judge
Shit, I got problems too, I'm addicted to some drugs, huh
Addicted to love, huh, but I can never love you
So please don't talk to me if you weren't there right from the come up
Yeah, that's tough love
Yeah, that's tough love
Feel like O. J. Simpson, walkin' around in designer gloves
Feel like Tony Stark 'cause we gon' spark you fuckin' up

[Chorus]
Fuckin' fight me, high-key all these n***as like me
They wanna try me, probably, they think rapping is a hobby
Put that stick right to his dome, let it bust, bust, bust
They say I move with a chrome 'cause they look us up (Yeah)
Shawty want my info, she ain't gettin' shit
That's unless she a nympho (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), she can ride the dick
Ridin' all the way home, she's singin' my songs
She want me to cuff her but that's where you thought wrong