[Rich The Kid:]
Phone tapped like The Wire
Birds sing like the choir
Rich n***a, Gucci attire
With a b**h look like Mariah
[Skippa Da Flippa:]
Got birds singing like a recital
The chopper sit right by the bible
I am America's top trap idol
And as a teen I was packing the rifles
[Lil Yachty:]
24 inches, I ride in that Chevy
Pick up my wallet, that sh** kind of heavy
b**h see my face and that b**h call me pretty
Beat up that kitty and nut on her titty
Told that lil b**h don't you dare act siddity
Your a** is fake and your weave looks sh**ty
[Rich The Kid:]
b**hes f**ing for some Remy
She was flexin', drive a Camry
I told that b**h don't you call me
Got her geeked up on the molly
Sent her home in a cab
Goyard, got the racks
Put Atlanta on my back
I was broke, I got the sack
Flippa running with a Mac
Lil Yachty in the trap
[Skippa Da Flippa:]
Louboutin with the Supreme
I trap Yao Ming, do you know what I mean?
Photoshoot, Flippa in teen magazine
The cap ain't nothing, n***a it ain't what it seems
See my b**h then make a play when I serve a scene
Stay down, stay 100, and expect greater things
30 racks, 30 rounds, it's in my jeans
Get money, f** b**hes, it's in my genes
[Lil Yachty:]
I remember in high school I was serving the beans
15 hundred for a young n***a's jeans
Young n***a, I'm the king of the teens
Dick deep, make the pretty b**h scream
Young n***a, I'm a f** up a check
Two months, I'm a say check my neck
I'm a call up Flippa, tell big bro bring the TEC
Real flex, spend my guap on my neck