[Intro]
(Young Coon Productions)
[Verse 1 : Coon]
Okay!
Don't f*ck with a b*tch that ain't giving no blowjob
Talk down on my name and grilled like a kebab
Got your grandma eating my di*k like a corncob
I know my sh*t ill they ain't needin no throatswab
I started this sh*t in the trap now we been gods
But still reppin crocs to the end f*ck a flipflop
Money be piling these pussies be trying
To talk on my name when they know my sh*t tip top
When Maxy and C hit the club all the panties gonna drop
And the bottles gonna pop
b*tch you know it don't stop
Till we get to the top
And if the ops come b*tch we know E got the mop
I'm sick of these clout chasers looking for credit
For all these b*tches I got y'all a message
Let me tell you that my bills blue b*tch
I could give two about a hater so f*ck you
[Verse 2 : Ethan]
Shoot at me I'll shoot back
When I text your b*tch she hit back
When I f*ck that hoe she bust back
When I cop that ice it bust down
When me and coon are in town
Better hide before it go down
Cop that Draco pop like four rounds
So much pus*y enough to go round
f*ck with us you know it go down
When I TeePee I'm Apache
Don't f*ck with me don't attack me
Do not test me sh*t get nasty
Get gunned down they cannot catch me
[Verse 3 : Andy]
Spin on my di*k like a Beyblade
Yeah I do the race no Tay-K
Your granny hit me up like hey babe
I murder her pus*y like Treyway
Gat out the window
Reload with the ammo
Yeah straight out the bando
Don't f*ck with no randos
I'm just like Han
Yeah Ethan my Lando
Bape on my sweatshirt
Yeah I rock that camo
I hump on your b*tch
She might think I'm a camel
I skert down the road
Whippin that Lambo
I crack your noggin
sh*t look like Campbell's
I clap your mom's ass
I ain't use hands though
[Verse 4 : Max]
Lot of different b*tches gonna need a zoo
I get the head like I'm motherf*cking shampoo
I'm the king b*tch, tell me who the f*ck are you?
She can't get enough di*k like junk food
I skeet on your mom like a water gun
You're a hoe it don't matter the outcome
Crowd of b*tches in the middle like Malcom
Drive a wraith pulling up you don't want none
She riding my di*k like hop on pop
The pus*y kinda flimsy like flip flops
You tryna get smoke like a hot box
Kill em all and cook em in a crockpot
You look fat as f*ck just like Wario
I search for the ass like safari, bro
Make a girl scream like a stubbed toe
Shoot out your guts like "oh no"
Don't f*ck around with my fanny pack
Split you in two like an ass crack
The boys bring the grease like a Big Mac
Empire first then we bounce back