[Hook: SwampDaddy C] You're n***a rich; f** your phantom I just jizzed on your panda Lean rappers; I can't stand 'em Future rides dicks by the tandem [Verse 1: SwampDaddy C] They call you "Lil Uzi" Cuz thats what you're packing Lets see if my 12 gauge can stop Your f**ing lips from smacking You said you were a rockstar on ebro But I'll leave you knocked out like Deebo Shoot Lil Uzi; co*k back and reload Yeah, you was right, your money longer But when it comes to dick You're a monger You acting like a b**h, might get an oscar Just getting started this sh** ain't finished The sh** you spit ain't even english Lucky for you I'm a f**ing linguist Pinche puta, chupa mi culo Métetelo por el verga, cabron puto I bring my dogs n***a, thats cujo Did barney cum on your hair That sh**'s two tone Future's just talk My n***as come shoot tho [Interlude: SwampDaddy C & Donk-E] [Hook: Donk-E] You're n***a rich; f** your phantom I just jizzed on your panda Lean rappers; I can't stand 'em Future rides dicks by the tandem [Verse 2: Donk-E] Drake the type of n***a to buy his ex a necklace I'm that type of n***a to group text all my ex's Guess that's why we live in Texas Ay yo, Future, check this Probably still ride the metro While ugly b**hes ridin' metro (boomin) Your sh**'s queer, I just keep it hetero OD on the lean I hope you let go Desiigner broke; where'd all his checks go? Probably to the pen' with Gucci Or seized on a plane like Tunechi f** Juicy, he's as dry as Fuji I spit flames This is the credit to your movie, b**h [Interlude 2: SwampDaddy C & Donk-E] [Hook: SwampDaddy C & Donk-E] You're n***a rich; f** your phantom I just jizzed on your panda Lean rappers; I can't stand 'em Future rides dicks by the tandem [Verse 3: Donk-E] n***as drop albums every year Tons of music but nothing to hear You always say “swerve”, but you b**hes never steer Double cups turn purple and your english never clear I keep it 100, while you b**hes sipping Everclear Got no balance, you must've lost your inner ear You're quote unquote “lit”, but I got the chandelier My crystals got clarity [Verse 4: SwampDaddy C] Their Cristal's got them sounding like a parody Slur every f**ing word, n***as need speech therapy Choose your words so carefully You're sounding like a charity You're getting kicked out like just another cherokee Walk your trail of tears back home Or take your spot on the electric throne Let this execution be shown When this hollow point hits your dome The hammer's gonna drop When I pull the trigger on my chrome