text: Aye where you get that beat from? Mooktoven!
  Lets go
  KeedToven
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, watch yo shoes
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin’, southboy too
  Yeah yeah, his gun invisible, he not gon shoot
  Yeah yeah, peanut butter seats, yeah inside the coupe
  Yeah sticks on us at the show, made the news
  Smokin Runts in a lil bitty coupe, I dropped the roof
  Rubber band of blue cheese me, I dont like it loose
  And my bitches they got pretty feet, they dont own shoes
  Worry bout that, this aint that
  Worry bout that, where yo check at?
  Worry bout that, worry bout that
  You worried bout this, and this ain’t that
  In that space coupe, free that nigga Ralph
  We go way back like a sun roof, all these bitches rubbin’ on me
  I feel like Im at Jeju’s get that paper upfront
  Before I even walk through 
  Lets go, me and my dog gonna get bands
  Me and my dog fuck these hoes by the ten
  It just me and my dog in that motherfuckin Benz
  I can’t wait for my dog to get out that fuckin can
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, watch yo shoes
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, size 42
  Yeah yeah, his gun invisible, he not gon shoot
  Yeah yeah, peanut butter seats, yeah inside the coupe
  Yeah sticks on us at the show, made the news
  Smokin Runts in a lil bitty coupe, I dropped the roof
  Rubber band of blue cheese me, I dont like it loose
  And my bitches they got pretty feet, they dont own shoes
  Worry bout that, this aint that
  Worry bout that, where yo check at? 
  Worry bout that , worry bout that 
  You worried bout this , and this aint that
  Yeah yeah, dropped my first mixtape and bought a Vette
  Bought a 85 Cutlass off of crack
  Balenciaga with Chanel, I mismatched
  Im Slaughter Gang dont get stabbed in your back
  Ridin with a K, draco, call it lowercase
  Baby mama got a Kel-Tec she dont tote mace
  Savage, how you get your stain up? Nigga even play
  Savage, why nobody wanna front you nothin? Cause I used to take
  Balenciaga make yo bitch wanna choose up
  Im in Hollywood hills with a shoota
  I smoke dead people, I dont smoke hookah
  4L-gang, Im a dog, dont get chewed up
  Saint Laurent on my back, this aint Bape nigga
  Im on Cleveland with Lil Keed and the snakes, nigga
  Play with me, get long live, in front of your your name, nigga
  Up eight figures, so I stopped wearing chains, nigga
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, watch yo shoes
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, southboy too
  Yeah yeah, his gun invisible, he not gon shoot
  Yeah yeah, peanut butter seats, yeah inside the coupe
  Yeah sticks on us at the show, made the news
  Smokin Runts in a lil bitty coupe, I dropped the roof
  Rubber band of blue cheese me, I dont like it loose
  And my bitches they got pretty feet, they dont own shoes
  Worry bout that, this aint that
  Worry bout that, where yo check at?
  Worry bout that, worry bout that
  You worried bout this, and this aint that
  Choppa will blast that, I got all this fuckin paper on me, I dont even cash app
  Wearin all that out of date jewelry, need to trash that
  Yeah you hear them pipes on that fuckin Hellcat, young nigga shit
  Ridin round with a fuckin gat, you aint killin shit
  You aint even need a fuckin strap, you aint real as me
  He aint ever gave the love back, put the hood on my back
  Put the hood on the map, comin for the biggest bag
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, watch yo shoes
  Yeah yeah, Balenciaga steppin, southboy too
  Yeah yeah, his gun invisible, he not gon shoot
  Yeah yeah, peanut butter seats, yeah inside the coupe
  Yeah sticks on us at the show, made the news
  Smokin Runts in a lil bitty coupe, I dropped the roof
  Rubber band of blue cheese me, I dont like it loose
  And my bitches they got pretty feet, they dont own shoes
  Worry bout that, this aint that
  Worry bout that, where yo check at?
  Worry bout that, worry bout that
  You worried bout this, and this aint that