[Produced by Mike Will Made It]
[Intro]
[Swae Lee]
Uhh, yeah
Hocus, we back, uh
[Hook: Chorus]
Ain't nobody know she go slow when she hold it
That's why I held back when I wrote this
But I'm back now, yeah it's hocus
Got a gold chain but still broke like Cobain
Tryna get this money, no dope game
[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Uh, guess you can't focus your efforts
To try to make yo sh** look better
Just face it I'm cheesin, it's f** all your cheddar
It's f** all your net worth
Oh, your head shots make yo head hurt?
Oh, my deadlifts ain't sh** but a feather that I flew away with tryna weather
Yeah
The storm of the norms that you poured in of course
It's funny I wrote this but don't give a f** so I'm feelin like f** all remorse
Not above trying to settle the score
Dame Lill, one second in the 4th
[Hook: Chorus]
Ain't nobody know she go slow when she hold it
That's why I held back when I wrote this
But I'm back now, yeah it's hocus
Got a gold chain but still broke like Cobain
Tryna get this money, no dope game
[Verse 2: iLoveMemphis]
Get the f** up out my face, with these faces
You got better luck up out my way, don't say sh**
It's my time only way I fade away is from the J hit
I'm crossfaded on the lettuce, dressin sharp like Thugga, Jayden
Im just tryna blow up all on my pervasive
Michael Bay sh**
Underage but catch me out in Vegas
Or in Cancun with the crew you know we climb the runes
You know all my Latinas swoon, yeah
[Hook: Chorus]
Ain't nobody know she go slow when she hold it
That's why I held back when I wrote this
But I'm back now, yeah it's hocus
Got a gold chain but still broke like Cobain
Tryna get this money, no dope game