[Intro: Diizii]
Go! (Y'all not lying!)
[Verse 1: Diizii & Lil Lex]
Uh, lil’ bitch, I’m on go
Y’all pussies be tweakin’, I know that, fasho
My bestie’s the choppa, it doin’ karate
No lovers ‘round here, foo’, you trippin’ ‘bout shawty? (We fuckin’ wit’ shawty)
I rock Givenchy all on my body (Yeah)
Get a new bag like I am a Saudi (New bag)
I keep a one, I keep a two (Two)
Call me Travis, I’m the highest in the room (Phew)
I keep some reds, I keep some blues
No hesitation for me to go shoot
No hesitation for me to go— (Shh)
Lil’ one, we off the boof
Lil’ bitch lovin’ the style, 550; my shoes
Don’t ever cross me, nah, you ain’t Jesús
Y’all want attention ‘til you on thе news (Ooh)
I got the juice (Ooh), youngin’, I nеver lose (Ooh)
[Chorus: Ajskells]
New flows, fuck it up
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a fuck
I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
New flows, fuck it up
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a fuck
I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
[Verse 2: Diizii & Lil Lex]
Youngin’, they finna shoot (Phew)
Now both bitches mad, uh, she fuckin’ with who? (Bitch)
I got the bags, I got the loot (Cha-ching)
People lookin’ at me like there’s nothin’ to do (What?)
I am the running man (Yeah)
Yeah, now she got another man
Nah, they cannot understand
I want a hiizunnid bands (Yeah, bitch)
Only Benjamin’s, no fifties
Choppa slice you up, no machete, bitch, I’m feelin’ petty
Finna serve you up like spaghetti
Got a bag on me full of ‘guetties
If I ask for it, she gon’ let me, Tecky and Henny
Ain’t nobody send me, you don’t wanna tempt me
People sing this shit with Touretties
People want to see who’s next, I bust on her chest, I’m the best
Lil Lex got the checks, I’ma flex
We go blow fuckin’ checks, then we get you in check (What?)
New bag on me, only talk about the racks
Stack it on top now we talk about the stacks
And these youngin’s know that I’m never gon’ lack
I’m faded off everything, seein’ all black
Bro don’t work for no fast food, he got a big MAC
He got ‘em twin gats, who gon’ fuck with that? (Fah-fah)
[Chorus: Ajskells & Diizii]
New flows, fuck it up
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a fuck
I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
New flows, fuck it up
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a fuck
I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
[Verse 3: Diizii]
Okay, new bag, new racks (Racks)
Knock-knock on the pussy, who that? (Who that?)
Uh, I’m grabbin’ on it ‘cause it’s fat (‘Cause it’s what?)
I’m squeezin’ this bitch like my gat (Ha)
If it don’t got me coughin’ then that ain’t real gas (Phew)
High every day, we live life too fast
If it ain’t my shawty then I’ma just pass
If it ain’t meant to be, lil’ bitch, it will not last
Huh, payday, I got a new bag
Now it’s time to pop me some tags
Y’all runnin’? Like, this ain’t no tag
She the best, I’m just breakin’ her back
If I’m gettin’ bands; it’s a bet (Ooh)
Who are you? I don’t think that we met (Ooh)
Sorry I made you upset (Ooh)
But in life; you just get what you get (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
[Chorus: Ajskells]
New flows, fuck it up
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a fuck
I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
New flows, fuck it up
Got a new bag, I’ma run it up
And I don’t check the tag, I don’t give a fuck
I been on a kill streak, now I know what’s up
[Outro: Diizii]
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
