| Huh, huh, huh, huh |
| Pull up, then I swerve |
| Ain’t got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup |
| My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word |
| He really ain’t on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird |
| He think I want his bitch, don’t want his bitch, she get curved |
| I mean, I ain’t want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk |
| I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah I murk |
| I be countin' money all day, aye, my hands hurt |
| I’m tryna get inside her body, like a surgeon |
| He tryna get some money, but it ain’t work |
| Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches, they ain’t worth shit |
| I had to cut you off, 'cause you ain’t worth it |
| She said I look good on Instagram, but I look better in person |
| She asked me why my cross upside down, I told her I’m cursed |
| I know she really don’t give no fucks, she just want me to buy her a purse |
| If you’re scared, huh, read a book or go to church |
| I spend that dogshit and I don’t never get reimbursed |
| Before I ever miss bitch, she gon' miss me first |
| She said she want some Ken Carson, to come quench her thirst |
| She thought she was grabbin' my dick, but she was grabbin' on my .30 |
| I’m fuckin' on a M.I.L.F., yeah, and this bitch like thirty |
| Chrome heart glasses on my face, got me lookin' nerdy |
| He thought I ain’t know where he stay, and I pull up swervin' |
| Pull up, then I swerve |
| Ain’t got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup |
| My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word |
| He really ain’t on shit, that boy just chirping like a bird |
| He think I want his bitch, don’t want his bitch, she get curved |
| I mean, I ain’t want his bitch until I seen the way she twerk |
| I just caught a body, I just killed the pussy, yeah I murk |
| I be countin' money all day, aye, my hands hurt |