Verse 1 (Rayy Blank): Aye, my n*ggas run up a check up in the crib she gave me the neck, I only want the respect, young n*gga know that I came to collect. n*gga what did you expect? Teaching them like a subject. Gave me top b*tch I erect, I'm pulling up to the address. True Religion on my shirt, f*ck around b*tch you get murked, I put yo ass in the dirt, then I go up on her skirt. Gold chains let it hang, pocket rocket then I bang, off-white let it swang, rocking Alexander Wang, I never change yeah yeah
Verse 2 (Ricco Dacci): Bet I put a n*gga in a tight spot, like I'm in good pus*y I don't back out, give the jaws to the hoe don't bite down, wrist game on hella Mr. Nice Watch. I don't think you'll catch up n*gga, n*ggas want beef with ketchup n*gga, I don't even really like to flex up n*gga, all I know is I'm next up n*gga. b*tches wanna call send texts my n*gga, then say she wanna have sex my n*gga, told that b*tch not me but you can sex my n*gga cause I really want you naked giving neck my n*gga, unh sneeze on my jewelry game, got the great aim with the tooly mane stop ignoring develop the new game, I ain't never soft, feel like Lara Croft, I don't care at all Cleo I Set It Off, married to money they might say the wedding's off, knocking your speaker them 808s get involved, go back to 808 drum with the stick and all, aye. A-Gate kicking then I be a victim, candy paint came with the speaker system, I'm from Florida so that's how these n*ggas living switched up the rims added a few inches, cook so much in the lab I'm a f*cking chemist I can't tell you what's up with them other n*ggas, I don't know all these b*tches be f*cking wit em, goes in the grind that's a f*cking winner, Cheesecake Factory restaurant for the dinner, I was wit my old lady she love to kick it, as we goes for her and her favorite n*gga, as we goes for me I'm her favorite n*gga/
Verse 3 (Rayy Blank): She telling me that I'm her favorite n*gga, I hop out the Porsche and I pull the trigger, she telling me spend up a check, I'm waking up and I flex. Grinding young n*gga I'm on the sh*t, teaching them n*ggas they need a kit, please don't think nobody notice it, everyone know that I been the sh*t. (Yeah) told that girl get on her knees, (Yeah) can't get that bread without cheese, all of my n*ggas be faded, all of them stay on them trees. Waking up caking up baking up, got your ex girl she stay with us, I never trust in my conscience, all of that talking is nonsense. I got that glow like a Super Saiyan, all of y'all n*ggas see what I'm saying, I wanna spend up a check, just wanna run up and flex