[Intro]
(It's surreal gang lil' bitch, ha-ha)
(It's Yung Bans, and y'all better know i'm fucking with surreal gang)

[Verse]
My n***a cappin' hard
He ain't got no bands
I do what I want, you can do what you can
In the 2 door coupe, 2 straps in my hand
I don't know you, dude
You can't shake my hand
And the Glock on go, yeah, gotta say "command"
In the whip, NoBanz
Tell her bring her friend
Spent the whole damn band
I'm ain't even meant spent
He gon' run up, swipe
Took the pack back in
He gon' meet a dead end
Coming thru' the front end
Told the bitch, "Lemme' fuck, I don't why you fronting"
He don't what his life, so we refund him
Bad-Bad-Bad hoe, look like lil' Kim
And the racks in the watеr
N***a, I’ma go swim
N***a be cappin'
He nevеr in Saks
I gotta pretend— and the extended mag'
Ain't know bitch, now I got the hoe mad
I'm with my twin, and we ran up a bag
I'm-I'm-I'm with my twin, and we ran up a bag
[Outro]
My n***a cappin' hard
He ain't got no bands
I do what I want, you can do what you can
In the 2 door coupe, 2 straps in my hand
I don't know you, dude
You can't shake my hand
And the Glock on go, yeah, gotta say "command"
In the whip, NoBanz
Tell her bring her friend
Spent the whole damn band
I'm ain't even meant spent
He gon' run up, swipe
Took the pack back in
He gon' meet a dead end
Coming thru' the front end—