| KJ slidin' ocean mouth, he in a whole Benz |
| Tayvo tweakin' off them Percs, he fucked both friends |
| Check out my mouth, no leprechaun, ain’t no golds in |
| Fuck Big Dude, he so whack, check my show then |
| Fuck security, Glocks and choppers, get them poles in |
| Cartier glasses, don’t de-trim it, don’t do no lens (Ayy, look at me) |
| I’m yelling Murda, big business, I don’t need no friends |
| Pull in the North on the loft where we break them 'bows in |
| She tried to walk with me, you tripping, ho on whole hands |
| I dicked her down full of that weed, curled them toes then |
| She heard my voice, she got naked, come out them clothes then |
| And talkin' 'bout lil' mama got naked, for real though |
| Yeah |
| Big Dude, baby, at your shows, they go crazy |
| Chopper just like water, no lifejacket, ain’t no saving |
| Check my jewelry, soul food plate, where my gravy? |
| She said she was hungry, Boogie Arby’s, it was tasty |
| Bank account, dick up in it, fuck you, pay me |
| I’m gettin' money for a reason, my lil' baby |
| Keep a driver where I’m slidin', but this ain’t Daisy |
| Ayy, bruh, slide this motherfucker, man, he ain’t Daisy, nigga |
| Ayy, we shoot fat choppers |
| We in IHOP with these bitches, we shoot fat whoppers |
| Bad bitch with me not from Memphis, she from Black Prosper |
| If I’m a dog, bitch, I didn’t bite you, where my black collar? |
| Bitch, I do missions with my demons in my Arnold Pradas |
| All of us shoot, not just one, ain’t no top shotta |
| Glock 40, it’s brown and black, this that Rottweiler |
| Bad bitch, if I unload her, it’s a mouth dropper |
| On Q, though |
| Shh, y’all hear that? |
| Y’all hear a hater talkin' 'bout that shit? (Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up) |
| We gotta make them bitches mad, let’s go (Turn it up) |
| I’m finna talk my shit, Mike |
| Ayy |
| Ayy, I’m a Big Dude, ayy |
| Tayvo demon, that’s my loose screw, ayy |
| Blood, come here, take that bitch shoes, ayy |
| I got his bitch, she got big boobs, ayy |
| She ate the dick up, noodle, bitch, move (Bitch, move) |
| I’m high as a bird too |
| Man, ayy, hold up, ayy, ayy |
| I’m talkin' 'bout no writing, nigga |
| I just wanted to have fun with this bitch right here before I go out of town |
| Yeah |
| Smoking, woop-de-woo |
| Woop-de-woo |