[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
f*ck
Ayy, ayy, ayy, shh
[Chorus]
Wrist lit, yeah, I might f*ck that b*tch (f*ck that b*tch)
Drop the top, kill the ceiling in the whip (In the whip)
Wrist lit, uh, I might f*ck that b*tch
b*tches mad, b*tches f*ck me for my chips (For chips)
[Verse]
I might just run up with a Glock, b*tch
When I'm in the mall, f*ck a block, b*tch
Don't get popped quick, don't get mopped, b*tch
Yeah, you know it's Bam, b*tch, I pop sh*t
Hundred round drum in the stock, b*tch
I'ma pull up with some goons on some mob sh*t
She gon' give me head 'til I tell the b*tch to stop sh*t
Demi-child, n*gga, so you know I'm on god sh*t
All these n*ggas tryna rap, someone tell these n*ggas stop it
Young n*gga, rockin' three-eighty, pocket rocket
Flow so hard, make a n*gga wanna moshpit
Young n*gga gettin' big bankroll profit
Weird n*gga, yeah, you know I'm sleepin' in a coffin
I'ma f*ck a b*tch then I put her on an auction
Smokin' OG, indy bud got me coughin'
Hang with the Xan' and you know it got me fallin' (f*ck)
[Chorus]
Wrist lit, yeah, I might f*ck that b*tch (f*ck that b*tch)
Drop the top, kill the ceiling in the whip (In the whip)
Wrist lit, uh, I might f*ck that b*tch
b*tches mad, b*tches f*ck me for my chips