[Verse 1: Yung Dryer Sheet]
At the corner store, heard you want some more
What the fuck you want? N***a we got hoes
Got a hella mid, got hella packs
Got a mid pack, keep it intact
I'm like a thumb tack, n***a outta wack
Like a damn car, I'mma damn star
Cause a n***a shootin', yeah I'm recrutin'
Call it Call of Duty, first person shooter
N***a got a ruger, or I got a Glock
All up in my sock, how I fit it there?
Bitch you can't compare, please do not stare
I got lotta bears, call it whoa
Everybody know I got the whoa
Whoa whoa
Everybody know, at the corner store
With alot of dro, hit my iphone
Hit my iphone, n***a flip no
N***a side kick, got alotta texts
Women like the Glock, Ion want a clip
With a gotta- with a wiffle bat
Call it wiffle bat cause it's plastic
Everybody know I'm fantastic

[Verse 2: Lil Nokia]
Got the mid on me, got the twigs on me
Two tone gap hoodie, you wearin' sketchers homie
All I sell is mid in the school only
Yeah I drive a pony, 10 horses only
Glock in my sock and 10 bops
Get up give me top in the auto shop
Yeah I hit a n***a for lookin' at my shoes
Yeah fuck the 6, yeah fuck the views
Yeah fuck drake, he a cup cake
Got my own bread, I love my bed spread
Sellin' lotion in the back, I got coupons
I got my 30 in her ass, I don't fuck with johns
Fuck ya trap money, I got gap money
Posted in the back, you a fuckin' dummy
Cause I'm mid walkin', cause I'm mid talkin'