[ Featuring BabyTron ]
(F*ck the fire, we got grease)
Yeah
Word to the mafia
ShittyBoyz (yeah)
(Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
You know what the f*ck goin' on, nigga, yeah, yeah
Yeah, alright
You know I'm sippin' mud, nigga
Yeah
Ayy, ayy
Twelve hundred for the pants, hangin' crazy off the Lanvins (yeah)
Clean cream soda, 'bout to paint it like a canvas
We the youngest niggas doin' it, you can tell this ain't average (I promise)
I swear I still be laughin', I get paid off of rappin' (wow)
I ain't see a soul when I was out this bitch trappin' (I didn't)
Blowin' all my money, I ain't know how to stack it (damn)
All them trips to Wisconsin turned a nigga to a packer
Off the Xannies, I done woke up with a Hollywood actor (oh, my God)
Got a dub in all fifties, I know that it look pretty (yeah)
World tour ShittyBoyz, we took over the city (the mob)
She got my name tatted, I done took over her titty
We got the trap bangin' like it's Marco shit and Bittie
I been high all day, shit, I started sippin' early (f*ck)
Marni zipped up, my niece say I look furry (let's get it)
If Slae around your bitch, then I think you need to worry (yeah)
You touch any nigga with me, then I swear to God we purgin' (brrat)
Me and Slae globetrottin' on a world tour
Unky left the boy at home, he with the girl user
Cut it out, the cap's at an all-time high
DSM the dream team, could beat the all-time five
Slidin' in a Striker, they ain't hear us 'cause the auto-stop
Took it to the spot and then I switched up to the Autobot
The only way the bucket count is if you call your shot
Chip for chip, you ain't got it, finna call your bluff
I just iced mines, I heard you had to pawn your buffs
If I don't score on drank OT, I know my dog gon' clutch
Stack of 201s and a dub left the mall tore up
Face God, pass your 'Wood, gon' probably hog your blunt
If I ever got a problem, I'ma call akhi
Next day, go and check my opp's autopsy
Mixin' shrooms with the drank, rollin' logs sloppy
Trendsetter, push a button, watch 'em all copy
