[Intro] You made that? Yeah [?] somethin' bad my DJ Brr, yeah Back again [?] somethin' bad my [Verse 1] Hoe, sit down, I got cash I need to calculate Soon as I walk up in this b*tch, the opps evacuate Choppin' up them blades, brought the choppas to a dinner date Ridin' 'round hot, drop the top, I need to ventilate b*tch ring the bell, beat a ni**a like I'm Triple H Whip red as hell, b*tch I'm bleeding down the interstate All my ni**as hungry, b*tch you lucky you ain't getting ate Way I hate these ni**as you figure that I invented hate Goddamn, all of my b*tches speak different languages Goddamn, if this sh*t don't shakе then b*tch I'm takin' sh*t Boy I got so many sticks I let enеmies take a pic Pussy ni**a mad I told him, "eat a bag of baby dicks" [Chorus] Uh Y'all ni**as not it Uh All my ni**as pop sh*t [Verse 2] Kick a b*tch ni**a off a cliff without no parachute fu*k ni**a prolly callin' 12 just like a Karen do Red dot on a ni**a [tiki?] look like Pikachu All my ni**as evil look like people off of Beetlejuice Pickin' up your b*tch in a foreign it go beep-beep-beep-beep b*tch I'm doing numbers, I'm covered in V-V-V-Vs b*tches was just laughing about me like ke-ke-ke-ke-ke Now they see my ass in a Audi and try to sleep with me [Chorus] Uh Y'all ni**as not it ([?] somethin' bad my DJ) Uh All my ni**as pop sh*t