[Verse 1: 7fiendss]
Like gang, bitch
I got a stick, make 'em move
I got a big chop, make 'em groove
I got a big dick, make her ooh
Nigga, they talk shit, make 'em uh
Nigga, they talk shit, they gon' lose
[Chorus: 7fiendss]
What's in my cup? Bitch, that's the juice
I'm finna fuck, bitch, make her juice
You outta luck, bitch, ain't no truce
You outta luck, bitch, get to dumpin'
Fortnite trick shot at your pumpkin
Ain't no shotgun, get to pumpin'
I hate a bitch, always makin' assumptions
[Verse 2: Yungfuego]
Where he at? (Fuck)
There he go
He tryna play me, I'm uppin’ that pole (Yeah)
I'm on the block, tryna up it and go (Yeah)
I got a bitch that be doin' the most
He wanna feature, I'm tellin' him no (Shut up)
Don't to try on this bitch, I'm trollin'
I'm not gon' spare you, nigga, this ain't bowlin'
Your dead man's nigga what I'm rollin' (Yeah)
I hit your bitch once, now she goin'
[Verse 3: 7fiendss, Yungfuego]
Yeah, like ice cream and cake and cake
Your lil' bitch suck dick today
I'm in the V, hotbox gettin' baked (Yeah)
I'ma whip it out, shawty thought I was Drake
Eating my dick got a lot on your plate
Yeah, fuck it, up it and shoot through the gate
Like, fuck it, I might just move out of state
Niggas they talking, they staying just hate
I'm blowing up, ain't no fucking debate
Hop in a ghost and I hop in a rafe
She tryna fuck, tell her come to my place
I walk 'em down, take shots in the face
Yeah, she eat me up like a PB&J
And that big body slide, I'm grippin' the K
Ain't no telling what my brother do for the pay
If I give him the drop then he know who to spray
All black fit, I'm lookin' like T'Challa
He tryna fight, but the chop make him holler
I don't use fists this not Brawlhalla
[Chorus: 7fiendss]
What's in my cup? Bitch, that's the juice
I'm finna fuck, bitch, make her juice
You outta luck, bitch, ain't no truce
You outta luck, bitch, get to dumpin'
Fortnite trick shot at your pumpkin
Ain't no shotgun, get to pumpin'
I hate a bitch, always makin' assumptions
I hate a bitch, always makin' assumptions