Yikes!

[Hook]
Pretty boy Kurt I’m that man
Brand new chopper with a dick it don’t jam
Brand new coupe, got it sitting on ten’s
Broke ass nigga, you don’t ride in no Benz
You broke ass nigga you ain’t standing no chance
Got a bad bitch with me and she wanna hold hands
I’m a jiggy ass nigga I don’t do the romance

[Verse 1]
I’m a jiggy ass nigga I don’t gotta say a thing
If we walking in the spot, then she leaving with the gang
Matte finish with the butterfly doors, switching lanes
Sticks drawn, say a word, imma let that bitch rain
Who that nigga from the five-one doing big things
Popping out the fucking blue, like the shit the Big Bang
Do it big, hurricane Chris on the wrist game
Hit his bitch from the back, rocking all six chains
Walking with a limp like I got it on me
Trunk bleed like I got a body on me
Gassed up while ops steady running on E
Told gang that it’s up, we at follies all week
Whole gang moving like a fucking unit, no G
I told shawty if we fuck, gotta keep it lowkey
Bitch nigga you my son you can’t lil bro me
81 on niggas heads, RIP to Kobe

Wait. . .what was your name again?

[Hook]
Pretty boy Kurt I’m that man
Brand new chopper with a dick it don’t jam
Brand new coupe got it sitting on ten’s
Broke ass nigga, you don’t ride in no Benz
You a broke ass nigga you ain’t standing no chance
Got a bad bitch with me and she wanna hold hands
I’m a jiggy ass nigga I don’t do the romance
Pretty boy Kurt I'm that man
Brand new chopper with a dick it don’t jam
Brand new coupe I got it sitting on ten’s
Broke ass nigga, you don’t ride in no Benz
Lil broke ass nigga you ain’t standing no chance
Got a bad bitch with me and she wanna hold hands
I’m a jiggy ass nigga I don’t do the romance