[Verse 1: Skimane] Look at the hairs on my knucks, look at the hairs on my knucks Crystals in that junk, you gon get high as f** Flying just like Kendrick, but you gon be alright Bruh don't even trip, you gon take this flight And we gon, bag one or two of these broads My n***as can make the hoe come out of nothing I swear to God I done seen it happen, I ain't even rapping [?] But my girl from the South and she sound like it Turn 'round, a** round like it She country like Arkansas And she cook her a** off, learned it from her grandma [Chorus: Word Play] They ain't got nuthin' on ya They ain't got nuthin' on ya They ain't got nuthin' on her None these hoes ain't got nuthin' on ya Always showing that you're very loyal Keep it up and it'll get ya spoiled You shouldn't trip when other b**hes lovin' 'Cause them hoes ain't got nuthin' on ya [Verse 2: Word Play] Been talking to this chick since the end of last summer Brain hella dumb and that a** is even dumber Thinking I ain't got no b**hes, boy you gotta be a fool I been taking n***as b**hes way back in high school Took her from some n***a, talking 'bout ion get no broads Smart, funny, loyal, baby girl ain't got no flaws She came to my place, leggings on with no draws Always down to f** and we always breaking laws Smoking weed, public f**ing, doggy style I got her cumming She'd rather chill and drink instead of doing all that clubbing Baby girl a trap queen as cliche as that sounds And if you talking to my chick then imma let loose 80 rounds [Chorus]