[Verse 1: Percatric & SABCAIN]
No Macaulay, but I'm home alone
Coulda been a telemarketer the way I work the phone
Smart bitch, she got good head, she give good dome
Coulda sworn she played in band, she blow my dick like it's a trombone
Dick so big that it fucking broke her jaw bone
Gave 'em an early dismissal now the teacher tryna call home
Sab and Perc on a beat, it's suicide
We slid three times, how are you alive?
When we come back, we gon' make sure you die
Feelin' down, I pop a Perc' like Yeat, now I'm 2 Alivë
Hit her once, now Perc all on her mental, just like hair dye
Smokin' on this gas, seeing Will, I go to Sky High
Chasing spinach with my mean bitch, I call it Olive, Popeye
Nigga say he want beef, cook it, flip it into Five Guys
Yeah, I'm from the A, but I'll up the stick, aim at yo māthā
Jugg a nigga, call him Dum Dum, 'cause boy you is a sucka
All I see is O's, like I'm with the Buckeyes
They was waitin' for us in the back, we came through the front side
All you do is cap like an enlarged font size
He said he was getting big money but it's fun sized
Spin his block twice, that's a replay
Wrist cold, it look like I got shot by a freeze ray
Speedin' on the E-way, ridin' in a Stingray
Gotta run it up everyday, no delay
Fuck that shorty then I block her, told that bitch I need a me day
Doing missions for the money, GTA, I feel like CJ
When it come to the bands, I'm ready, and set, not a relay
Life a simulation like the Sims, but I'm on free play
Hollow tips will leave you loose like you Donald Trump toupee
I said I'll kick the Wock', but instead I kicked yo boo thang
You ain't even getting money, give a fuck about what you say
I slide with the Glock, nigga running like he Usain
[Interlude: Percatric & SABCAIN]
Nah, I’m not gon’ cap, bruh, we slidin'
On God, bro, like
We slidin' like crazy, bruh, this shit hard as fuck, bruh
I don't even know, G
Aye, hold on, I'm finna go back in, G
[Verse 2: SABCAIN]
Beat a nigga down, like I was a boxer
Play and we'll get this bitch shaking like I brought maracas
He used to be the king, but he fell off, just like Mufasa
And that hoe got a mean mouth, just like Baraka
Take the choppa out and make 'em dance like a TikToker
Call me Raiden, way I beat a nigga down, this shits a shocker
Take his hoe and tell him, Charge It 2 da Game like Silkk the Shocker
We'll get this bitch buzzin' like a helicopter
And we won't stop shootin' til them snitch niggas call the coppers
And even then, we'll still knock the noodle out ya pasta
Why you tryna be with us?
He an imposter
Bitch, I keep that flame like Waka Flocka
Broke my thumb counting money, need to call a doctor
Bitch, I could sell Burger King a fucking Whopper
Your bitch tryna come and kick it, but I'm not playing soccer
She buggin' me, I swear to God I'm 'bout to block her
[Verse 3: Percatric]
Walk up in the party, they like, “Perc, you the show stopper”
Feelin' like Future, way I'm fuckin' on these damn commas
Walking with a twin stick, got me feeling like Osama
Boonk Gang a nigga but my name ain't no John Gabbana
I'm up with the bitties, I'm rich as bitch, eating the steak with the lobster
I'm clutching the strap, I spray at a copper
You flexin' a chain, it's made out of copper
You talkin' that money but don't got a topic
Like, hold on, Glock pop at his collar
She givin' that brain, I thought she a scholar
Spazzin' on the beat, I think I need me some water
Yeah, what the fuck, bruh
Pull on me and I got the Glock, you out of luck, bruh
Light-skin shawty bad as fuck, she got a dump truck
Plug asked me if the gas was good, I gave a thumbs up
Put that shawty on the bed, I'm not Trey Songz, but the bottoms up
And I'm in the AMG Coupe going full throttle, bruh
I just started this rap shit but I swear I'm a role model, bruh
Ballin' on the court but I don't need a huddle, bruh
