[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
I think I'm the sh**, mouth on the gliss
Church up from the 6, Cartier wrist
Cartier eyes, shot all oh my gods
Knock em' from the side, throw em' in the tide
n***as talkin down, b**hes talkin down
He ain't talkin money, I don't hear a sound
n***as really clown, can't f** wit RD
Chopper on the seat, riding with the heat
Youngest n***a flexin, countin' Ben Franklin's
n***as think they hard, my n***as take they necklace
n***as not reckless, load a Smith & Wesson
Type to f** ya mother, type to k** ya brother
Type to catch a case and pa** of flying colors
You the type to f** a b**h without a rubber
Dance with her you love her, n***as soft like covers
n***as sweet like sherbet, now you buying gerbert
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I know n***as ain't f**in' with me
Youngest n***a round the f**in' city
X pills make me feel like Diddy
I be poppin' ace pour it on the titty
Good bape got me so saditty, I just flipped a 50 to 160
Heard lame n***as tryna stick me
Run up on me she won't be so nippy
Get a n***a kilt in a jiffy
I be pouring double cups to up a lift me
Been the flyest youngin' since the last century
Give a damn about a n***a history
Talkin' down it's gon be a mystery
Got good raps b**hes wanna kiss me
Double dip, in the p**y
2 models, poppin bottles
n***as hatin', but they a** follow
Got a Asian b**h, all she do is swallow
In a 2 door goin' full throttle like yah