[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
Popped a bean, popped a bar like a tic tac
Swerving foreigns in Japan off this loud pack
Bands on me, shining all inside a Louis bag
VVS necklace, never catch me without my strap
Popped a bean, popped a bar like a tic tac
Swerving foreigns in Japan off this loud pack
Bands on me, shining all inside a Louis bag
VVS necklace, never catch me without my strap
Yeah, off a bar, off a bean now
People hit me up that never talk to me now
They see the glow coming from me, Gucci jeans now
Acting like they never see me look so clean, wow
Yeah, wow, oh, yeah
Getting to the guap, never messing with no thot
People hit my phone like I forgot they were an opp
Counting up my bands and you'll never see me stop
[Verse 2: Lil Foreskin]
Countin' all these bands, all up in my face
Yeah, I just f**ed your b**h, she gon' give me face
Yeah, b**h leave me alone, b**h get off my case
Yeah, bands on top of bands, b**h don't make me spray
Louis on my bag yeah, Truey on my pants yeah
Pull up smoking gas yeah, finessing the bands yeah
Louis on my bag yeah, Truey on my pants yeah
Pull up smoking gas yeah, finessing the bands yeah
[Verse 3: July]
b**h, what the f** you want from me, my dick? yeah
I might run a plug yeah, I might run a check, yeah
b**hes on my f**ing dick, wanna f** me for my clout
All these b**hes on my dick, they wanna f** me for my fame
Yeah b**hes on my dick want me for the fame, yeah
All these b**hes on my dick, when I flex and sh**, yeah
And this shawty on my dick, she will not leave me alone, yeah
All these b**hes on my phone will not leave me alone, yeah
Aye please get up off my phone, yeah
Aye please, just leave me alone, yeah
Aye, b**h won't get off my phone, yeah
Aye, b**h won't get off my phone, yeah
[Verse 4: Lil Glisten]
Yeah, you know it's glisten baby
When I pull up in a new Mercedes
Yeah, I drive these b**hes crazy
All these b**hes wanna have my babies
Yeah, I ain't trusting thot, no I won't
Never f**ing with these lil thots, no I don't
b**h I don't know where the rest have been, rest have been
If they trying me, they'll get the pole
Aye, I spent a lot for the fit
Aye, n***as said you never switched up, no
Aye, counting money, so mixed up, aye
Xanny bar in the mixture
I'mma go and get it, yeah, I'mma rep the team, yeah
b**h you know I'm with it yeah, all my n***as with it, yeah
They might go and get to you, n***a you can't run, run
Do this sh** for fun, what?
[Verse 5: Lil Wintr]
b**h I'm Lil Wintr, yeah I'm swerving in the whip
All my j**els around my neck cost a band and a brick, yeah
All these hoes mad, 'cause I ain't giving no dick
Half my money in the safe, flexing bands the rest of it, yeah
Smoking loud, smoking packs in the foreign
Swerving downtown with my girl, yeah
Flexing all my dough, yeah
b**hes mad, and all them know that I be guapped
With the racks
Got my shooters with the Macs
I'll be famous, and that's facts
Hey, what's up, hello
I'll be copping all that dro
How much guap I'm making
b**h, that's all y'all really want to know, yeah
Getting straight A's, not in school, but in the rap game
b**hes f** up off my dick
I ain't gon' tend to you before the fame
b**h I'm Lil Wintr, yeah I'm swerving in the whip
All my j**els around my neck cost a band and a brick, yeah
All these hoes mad cause I ain't giving no dick
Half my money in the safe, flexing bands the rest of it, yeah
[Verse 6: Lil Paycheck]
She in love with me, she look up to me
I can't trust no opp, no, I can't trust no opp
Don't talk to no cop, no, don't talk to no cop
n***as say they real, but them n***as, they gon' pop
Same n***as cruel, they gon' f** up all your thots
f** up all your thots, I can't try no thot
I just want my bands, I just want my guap
[Verse 7: Lil Namek]
b**h I count my bands, b**h I run it up
All my exes mad, to be honest, I don't give a f**
n***as on some snake sh**, money I'mma chase it
Pockets on swole, baby we're totally complacent
Motorola shawty, Samsung jugging from the lines
Backwood blunts, I can't open up my eyes
PayPal guala, all my bands wifi
.22 Glock, put three bullets in your spine
[Verse 8: Marcelo]
All these b**hes talking, they ain't with that walking
I been on this by myself, no one here to help
Riding with my shawty in my whip, don't f** with no one
Don't talk to me no more, 'cause you a lame I'm moving on
On, yea I'm moving on
All these b**hes want me, you can't f**ing stop me
I'mma keep it lowkey, get out my way, I'm going
Hop off my boat I'm rowing, all my diamonds on me showing
Stunting all over you
Call my uber to the group
Spent a payment on the coupe
Flexing up for my crew
They not speaking bout the truth
f** with me, you gon' lose
They just sleeping yeah they snooze
Ride for me you win or lose
Well, I'll let you choose (choose, choose, choose)
Well, I'll let you choose (let you choose)
Oh, I'll let you choose
Well, I'll let you choose