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[Intro: Terintino]
(DP on the beat)
Ayy Ball, this how we comin'?

[Chorus: Terintino]
All my niggas savages, they’ll take your shit
Run up in your trap house, heard you got some bricks
Trappin’ out exotic whips, this bitch ain’t got no tits
P’s for the 32, I thought I told you this
All my diamonds clarity they always wettin' shit
Pull up in that big body with the gang in it
Let a nigga talk crazy then we droppin' shit
Scratch off in a foreign whip with no tags on it

[Verse 1: Ballout]
Hop up in a foreign whip, huh, smash on it (Skrrt, skrrt)
Walking out of Neimans, hella bags on me (Beep)
When I pop out, you know I got hella cash on me (Racks)
Riding down '94, I was born in '94 (90s baby)
This a Moncler trenches ain’t no raincoat (Moncler)
And my pockets lookin' like some fucking rainbows (Rainbows)
And I’m still gettin' it in the same clothes (Dummy)
You niggas ain’t like me, we ain’t the same, hoe (Same, hoe)
Nigga and I can take your fucking main hoe (Main thot)
I'ma put her on the bro, she gon' bring that bread back (Bring that cash back)
And I’m switchin' lanes in a Hellcat (Skrrt, skrrt)
You niggas still askin' for y’all bread back? (Y’all want your money, nigga?)

[Chorus: Terintino]
All my niggas savages, they’ll take your shit
Run up in your trap house, heard you got some bricks
Trappin’ out exotic whips, this bitch ain’t got no tits
P’s for the 32, I thought I told you this
All my diamonds clarity they always wettin' shit
Pull up in that big body with the gang in it
Let a nigga talk crazy then we droppin' shit
Scratch off in a foreign whip with no tags on it

[Verse 2: Terintino]
All my niggas felonies (Felonies)
Yeah, we with the shits (with the shits)
Run up in your backyard (backyard)
Yeah we hop the fence (hop the fence)
I'm with DooWop, he sixty shots (Sixty shots)
Foe be blickin' shit (Blickin' shit)
Smokin' on some dead opps (dead opps)
This that Tooka shit (Tooka)
We four-fives with red dots (Red dots)
Don’t make me shot this
Stupid bitch look at my wrist now (Wrist now)
I’m on some flexin’ shit
Got your bitch all on FaceTime (FaceTime)
But I don’t trust the bitch
In the Maybach, but don’t use the blinds
Ain’t never had shit

[Chorus: Terintino]
All my niggas savages, they’ll take your shit
Run up in your trap house, heard you got some bricks
Trappin’ out exotic whips, this bitch ain’t got no tits
P’s for the 32, I thought I told you this
All my diamonds clarity they always wettin' shit
Pull up in that big body with the gang in it
Let a nigga talk crazy then we droppin' shit
Scratch off in a foreign whip with no tags on it