[Verse 1: Yung Codeine]
Something smells kinda fishy
That p**y still sticky
Come from the Bay Area, Yung Boys k**ing the club
With my fresh boys, getting p**y like we're s** toys
Bouncer be like "what the f** is that noise"
Shut the f** up, let's make noise
Wearing Gucci all day
I don't know how life got to be this way
Still sad to the day I die
Smack your b**h in the face, I see her cry
I tell the truth
Don't ever lie
Arizona green tea make me fly, touch the sky
I'm sad but I don't shed no tears
I still got money after all these years
I'm grown up I ain't got no fears
Have your b**h cut my pubes, she gon' need some shears
I don't f** with you
Scare girls off
But me and my crew
We get p**y like it's new
[Hook]
Sad squad, we don't care about the hoe
She know
Sad squad, always living ice cold
You know (x4)
[Verse 2: Yung Rarewave]
In the cut with my sad squad, make your b**h hard
Got no car, but I go far, whips and lysol
Fiji drink, keep me hydrated, pupils dilated
Purple lean, get me high, faded, f** the price I'll pay it
Oversized jacket on my torso, call it ice coat
Shiny wrist, put it in the freezer now it's ice cold
Money spent, now that's my hoe, catch you riding slow
Living like I'm Kodak Black, now that's my hoe, skrt skrt
My boy hurt her, I been out here
With my team, make your girl twerk, live in icebergs
You wouldn't know, cause you're gay as f**, keep you further
Step to me and my sad squad, you get murdered, yeah
Step in the club and get faded, get faded
The marijuana make me asian, don't hate it
I'm still the one to keep you shaded, berate
All your cavities till you can't walk like you're Stephen
Hawking, and you'll be talking
Computer life and your b**h I'll be stalking
Till we are f**ing, I know that she wants it, she wants it
[Hook]