[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]