Back to back

[Intro: Icewear Vezzo, The ATG]
Phew, phew
Phew
'Wear
Bitch, on God
ATG
Big [?]
How we comin'
Huh, phew
Yeah
What?
Count the money up
No twenties, no fifties, all hunnids
Iced Up Records
What?
Big gang shit
Ayy, mm

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Hellcat, back to back, Lamborghini Urus
She only suck a dick, I think this bitch is on her period
I'm tryna stuff a hunnid in these 'Miris, I've been curious
Pop out, light up the whole block, shit gettin' serious

[Verse 1: Icewear Vezzo]
Richard Mille, brought that dollar plain, this bitch a sixty
Slide to Magic City with them Demons, through two-fifty
[?] I be trippin', keep a fourty stand-up clip just like my Pressi
Count on Nipseys, poke through Lizzies
Pop two Perkies and get buzy, huh
Thirty in my glizzy, sixty-two, shit, on that skizzy
I put sixes on my Bentley, fuck the opps so we ain't friendly, nah
I be in them trenches, I got rich with all my niggas
Trust no hoes, be in they feelings, fuck them racks, we run up millions, nigga

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo, The ATG]
Hellcat, back to back, Lamborghini Urus
She only suck a dick, I think this bitch is on her period
I'm tryna stuff a hunnid in these 'Miris, I've been curious
Pop out, light up the whole block, shit gettin' serious (Ayy, ayy)

[Post Chorus: The ATG]
Trackhawks, back to back, look like the Fast and Furious
Told that bitch she with a rich nigga, she say, "Period"
She was the last then, she never took no dick and now she curious
Niggas be thin spin, still waited, they be actin', can't be serious

[Verse 2: The ATG & Icewear Vezzo]
Countin' these presidents
She be famous on the 'Gram, so I brought her to my residence
That was prolly stupid, but it's cool, she ain't no set-up bitch
She talkin' 'bout her man, and how she know that I'm a better fit
I told her bend it over 'cause my homies said I'd never wait
Stuff a [?] leather tape, I've been gettin' hella cake
They tried to slow me down, put me on hold, but see, I never wait
He say he want static, I got somethin' that's gon' set him straight
Plus I never paid for the pussy and I never chase (Will)
You could look but don't feel me
Booby trap, the floor filthy
So much money they gon' bill me
Feel my heart, I know it's chilly
Show no love, that's how they kill him
I say, "Leave", she like, "Really?"
Fuck these bitches, stack to the ceiling
Yeah

[Chorus: Icewear Vezzo]
Hellcat, back to back, Lamborghini Urus
She only suck a dick, I think this bitch is on her period
I'm tryna stuff a hunnid in these 'Miris, I've been curious
Pop out, light up the whole block, shit gettin' serious

[Post-Chorus: The ATG]
Trackhawks, back to back, look like the Fast and Furious
Told that bitch she with a rich nigga, she say, "Period"
She was the last then, she never took no dick and now she curious
Niggas be thin spin, still waited, they be actin', can't be serious