[Intro: Fuckboy Tay & Ski Mask the Slump God]
DJ Mooskie on the track!
Yeah, yeah (Mm)
Tay, Ski Mask, you already know what it is (Ski, Ski, Ski)
Shoot up the whole track boy, fuck you mean? Yeah

[Hook: Fuckboy Tay]
Damn, okay, it's lit, lets get it
Damn, okay, it's lit, lets get it
Damn, okay, it's lit, lets get it
Damn, okay, it's lit, lets get it

[Verse 1: Fuckboy Tay]
Sippin' so much ima piss on the bitch
Talking 'bout henny i just drank the fifth
Talking a pill then I'm pleading the fifth
When I feel like getting lips on my dick
I'ma tell her pull up, hop in the whip
Faded, I'm faded, I'm off of the shits
Hitting the split, then I look at my wrists
Dunkin' donuts, how I'm whippin' the brick
Don't mention that bitch, cause I follow that bitch
Always food, on my plate
Take your bitch, on a date
Put my kids, on her face
N***as sayin', that they maimin'
You ain't maimin', I been patient
I want, all these n***as hatin'
Cause I got, bitches waitin'
[Bridge: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Andale, andale, andale
I like to count up the Kennedy
I ran up to stack the money
Give me that money, I flip it
Andale, andale, andale
I like to count up the Kennedy
I ran up to stack the money
Give me that money, I flip it
Wrist on, tilt, Ice on, tilt
Bitch on, milk, Clip on, stilt
Wrist on, tilt, Ice on, tilt
Bitch on, milk, Clip on, stilt

[Verse 2: Ski Mask The Slump God]
Guns, no Tony
Ride your girl just like a pony
If you want war, then I'm Kony
Sending shots, you shoulda told me
(Pew pew pew, pew pew pew, pew)
Pistol louder, call it Sony
Stone his bitch, I had a rollie
Pussy sound like Macaroni
Stack that pussy in a bed
I am a killer, don't test me
She wanna suck it, no candy
Made that bitch mad like he Bendy
Moss his bitch up like I'm Randy
Molly like cheeks cause it's Sandy
Talking 'bout tools, bitch I'm handy
Taking your white girl like Annie
[Hook: Fuckboy Tay]
Damn, ok, it's lit, lets get it
Damn, ok, it's lit, lets get it
Damn, ok, it's lit, lets get it
Damn, ok, it's lit, lets get it

[Verse 3: Fuckboy Tay]
Xans for the 7, I'm lookin, plug on hold with the shit
Quarterback, how I pitch it with precision
Chickens I was whippin' in the kitchen
In the trap, had to get it while I'm fillin', ayy
When I'm in London, fish and chips
Yo girl naked cooking grits, 360 on my dick
360 with the wrist, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Carpet up, bullet take a trip
This bitch wanna fuck me
Told that bitch to give me money
Fuck and nutted on her tummy
Then I jet in that bitch
I got all these n***as hatin'
I got all these bitches waitin'
I've just been very patient
At these hoes on my dick