[Verse]

Kid Cudi of the 3, Kentucky wit' the wing
Clip way too big, can't tuck it in the jeans
Or post up with the means, shawty say what you mean
Can't fuck without a grin, or without a skin
Beat the pussy up, got it jumpin' out the skin
Put the rookie in, everybody wanna bench
Everybody wanna bitch, but nobody wanna hit
White Toyota wit' the Glock in the glove
Make a L, make it lock wit' the love
I'll die for the squad, I do not give a fuck
I'll walk around heaven like God with the doves
I'm a dog, I'm a pup, we done found a n***a log
And then struck, no bloggin' it
Y'all stupid ass n***as on live wit' it
One shop in Atlantis, we was robbin' it
To provide the rent
Me and you could say the same thing
But for me, it's gon' mean way more like a homonym
'Wop put a whole 3-5 in him
Make it drift off like Honda'nem
Homina, homina, not finna ride in no Hummer
I care about the climate, bitch
I'll muddy ya, no genre, bitch
Don't sleep on it like Jonathan
Jonathan, you know, Long John's'?
Pajamas bitch, Bone Thugs way I harm the shit
Went from phone juugs and the commas to folks I ain't got nun' in common wit'
Showin' love in the comments, bitch
Blowin' up like I thought I did
Me and Scott walk wit' a lotta clips
'Cause without a clip, we a lotto hit
I was off Dill when the Tommies hit
N***as' tummies make n***as' tummies split
When I think about it, make my tummy flip
Tryna get up out it, make some money flip
Playin' rich kid, money grip, in the whip
Wit' some rip, off the rip
Spent the rent on a whip off a flip
Stay down, watch the flip, watch ya six

[Hook]

These bullets ain't got no name
These bullets ain't go no name
Bullets ain't got
Bullets ain't got
These bullets ain't got no name
These tours ain't got no name
I see how they hang and I can't, on the same shit
These n***as be lame [?]
I see how they hang and I can't, on the same shit
Ain't on the same shit, I gave y'all the same shit