All my b*tches in the club, we turning up
Got b*tches on the telephone, and she ain't even f*cking know it
The pus*y is so good, n*gga it turn me into a poet
I was last night f*cking this b*tch on the stove and sh*t
This n*gga don't know about nothing
I f*cked her and his cousin
Lil Yachty was in the bathroom, and he ain't even say anything
Because n*gga we know popping pills and drank doing what we think we can do
And y'all n*ggas don't know that he's an Illuminati Jew lizard
100 percent, got 20 b*tches on my di*k 50 Cent
(uh), I'm about to go in and get that tight pus*y
And no, it ain't no young, I ain't no pedophile
She sucking on my di*k FBI file
That pus*y so good I'm about to go wild
I f*cked that b*tch right in the ass, the ass so fat it look like...