[Intro]
(Undefined)
[Verse 1: Young CJ]
Won't trip over a bitch, I got my shoes tied
I’m neck-deep in this shit, you only knee-high
I just poured some Wockesha in a knee-high
I be breakin' necks, I just pulled up in that new ride
Damn, this a 2020
Hit you close up or far away, vision 20/20
I'ma pour up in a slushy, Wocky slush
Runnin’ your mouth but I don't see you move much
Damn, you better get your cheese up
Already sold out, man, I need to reup
If the cops flick they lights, you know I'm gon' speed up
Fuck with a crazy bitch, I got my car keyed up
That'll be the last time I fuck with a bitch like that
I like goth, we just wear black and shit like that
With a medium ass, not too big
I'm in Cali, I just took a dab out the Ritz
[Verse 2: Kasher Quon]
This beat hard as hell, sound like it's from Mario Kart
That coupe you drive old, it ain't even no push-to-start
And I’m in this bitch snappin’ on a where to start?
Used to fuck with this one bitch 'til she broke my heart
I used to fuck with the pieces ’til I got caught
Used to have beef with this one nigga 'til he got chalked
Put some cheese on his head, that nigga got bought
And I be fuckin' with the punches, but never fought
Why is you postin' that watch? You never bought it
Why is you braggin’ on that bitch and you never fucked?
How you swipe giffies but you workin' at Pizza Hut?
I don't know when I'ma die, so I'ma live it up
You've been rappin' for too long, need to give it up
I'ma kick this bitch out my crib if she don't give it up
I told her don't play with that boy, he not one of them
How you say you swipin'? You don't know what's a one-on-one
I'm finna beat my lil' cousin ass, it's a one-on-one
But if I start losin', that nigga gon' get jumped
I know this bitch wanna fuck, she tryna get drunk
Plug just called, told him I'm tryna get Runtz
[Verse 3: Young CJ]
Pull up to the gas station, I need to get blunts
Got two bad bitches I'ma fuck at once
[?] Gorilla Glue, told him it was White Runtz
Now he's hollerin' my phone, fuckin' dunce
Know how to stack my cheese 'cause I'm smart
Slide on an opp block like Mario Kart
Watch how you're swimmin' 'cause there's sharks up in this water
Damn, Undefined, this beat I'ma slaughter
Dude just hit my phone, fuck Gram, I know you serious
Skrttin' off in the whip like Fast and Furious
This bitch ain't gay, she said she's just curious
When you pull up to the trap, ask for Darius
How you claim you rich if you always actin', lookin' bummy?
How you claim you rich if you always askin' if I'm money?
Think I'm Jimi Hendrix when I play this guitar
No cap, I'm a rockstar
[Verse 4: ATM Krown]
I'ma pour cream soda with my Wockhardt
You boys still sippin' green, pourin' rept
Slide to the Bay fuckin' with the green, I ain't Brett Favre
He think he safe with that cap, but I ain't shootin' at your chest parts
Say you gon' need another plan
Only got me with the bottom 'cause I got the upper hand
He fuck up, fuck him up, bet he don't fuck up again
'Bout to put a treadmill in my house the way I run up these bands
Yeah, need a personal trainer
This shit business, get killed over personal anger
They all cap, somethin' like goin' to church with the mayor
I love the Pistons, but I like winnin', tryna work with the label
[?] your lips tryna get me on no verse for a favor
Ayy, 'cause I don't even understand, what's a free ball?
What's a free ball? Every day, I got some clean drawers
Lil' dog a flea ball, I'ma tee off
