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[Verse 1: bzargoodboy, oddwin, & OmarCameUp]
Next girl I fuck, I'mma settle down to marry her (God damn)
People kinda [?], this shit [?] the merrier (Ayo, oddwin! Omar on the come up! Come up! Come up!)
I'm the, big bad wolf, you just a terrier (Alright, hold up)
I just whipped a pistol out on dog, he shook his derrière ([?])
This ain't a gang sign, nigga, this a barrier
Broke and contagious and you lookin' like a carrier
Must be stupid thinkin' he rarer than me
Yeah, you may be rare, but on the real, past me, it don't get rarier
Niggas gettin' popped at the docks, ain't no playin' around
Tell him, "Put that gun up or be a man down"
Yo' best intеrest fuckin' wit' my crew is to stand down
Buddy hit him with that "Fah-Fah", it blew his pants down
Uh, hе understand now
Hated on my music in the past, she a stan now
Used to look down on them drugs, I'm a fan now
You wasn't givin' good enough big, she a man now
If the money ain't the topic, don't make sense to me
Made it out of Flint physically but never mentally
Lot of you won't ever understand what it meant to me
'Cause everything I have right now is what it did for me
The world black and white, cross me once and then it's history
When you mention music, I'mma make sure that you mention me
I just chugged a potion in the stu' to boost efficiency
And PETE passed me that blunt and that shit fuckin' up my sensory
Write in my obituary and songs so they remember me
I'm number one and sippin' on the same number density
Diamonds, Ben Franks in my hand, so consensually
I'm top dog, captain of my team, ain't no benchin' me
You could do everything I do, potentially
That hate I get while doin' what I love, won't let it get to me
​tula, black denim, and some Birks, that's a fit to me
Why would I need love with this nigga team kissin' me? Uh

[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
I been off nic' for a month, bitch, I'm still sweatin'
I been off rips, smokin' blunts, this is real pressure
Armament Haki on my glick, I'm a steel stretcher
Ah, this ain't no fuckin' mochi
I was booted up, super stuck, bitches tryna grope me
Jit runnin' off with my set, really tried to clone me
This shit hittin' different, show respect, don't you try to hoe me
Stop the talkin' shit, shit-talkin' might just leave you holy
Bar to the dome, Home Alone, ready for combat
​zar got the scope, hitcho throat and I won't pause that
Charge, so I go, different flows, finna go off-track
Drive in yo' hoe, hit her hole, finna go golfin'
Talkin' about [?] on top, but I was fuckin' reachin'
I'mma let some fuckin' bullets fly on my Marco Phoenix
And that chopper bisexual, wait, what that mean?
And my chopper bisexual, hitcho king and queen
Get it? 'Cause Marco beat they ass!
I was hittin' jokes at the Target, my mama beat my ass
Fuckin' melatonin, Perc' thirty, finna sleep my ass
I was with the shits, no dukey, I ain't eatin' ass
She was off that white, skeetin' snow, I'm finna sleet that ass
Shiny when I kick it, she gon' lick, then I cleat that ass
That means I kick her out!
Stayin' on my path, never lag, never switch her out
Watch where he step, got that TEC, I'mma give him doubt (Ha)
Say he up next, that's a stretch, I press "X" to doubt
Fuck sex, want the neck, told her, "Give me mouth"
"X" marks the spot, red dot, I'm gon' X him out

[Outro: PE$O PETE]
Ah! Ahaha!
Ah! bzar on the track, it's a fact, li'l bitch
Yeah, ooh