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[Verse 1: Chris
in a bucket full of ice (yeah)
Better room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate)
Bitch, better that I'm a sniper (yeah)
You know I'm 'bout to take you from your man (celebrate)
Pop up with the chopper at artificial actin' like bitches
It done started up a
They don't make a difference, nigga we winnin', I'm grinnin'
Hunnid million platinum, fuck it, you ain't gotta (celebrate)
You better down to me
the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me
Now choke, to the dick, honestly
I'm dope, bitch, comin' like Eenie Meenie Mo (celebrate)
I don't like I lose (I don't)
If I don't buy her them shoes, I like those (regulate)
Do that I want to
Think I'm dance on the moon like Michael (elevate)

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas & Brown]
I'm drivin', I'm moonwalkin' in the sky with some shooters
We jump inside of the Buick, you and hide from the Rugers
A couple choppers, in the guitar with the music
I'm alive and I use it, get stuck inside of the cubics
I never lie, but the truth is I'm fuckin' tired of these
And all my life want the food when it's time and the juice
But I'd rather die than to lose, it's a matter of 'fore I lose it
And strategize with the
Walk in the like a boss, ooh
Ho, you I'm drippin' with the sauce, ooh
Pretty, with a face full of
All they did was me up, try to take me apart
They ain't ever wanna (celebrate) you have a label
the doctor, heard the chopper make 'em do the Macarena
All you sweet as candy, chocolate chip and Now and Later
Rancher, Snickers, bubblegum and watermelon flavored
Get the paper, (celebrate) on the corner
Heard you niggas got the juice, but I got
Got a Spanish bitch, I call her maricona
Joyner Lucas, bitch, I'm hotter a fuckin' sauna
Yeah, I make you (elevate)
All you new don't do it for me, look (woah)
Bitch I'm a professor, you a to me, woah
Designer on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy)
All we do is win, you a to me
Rappers talk about battle me (Joyner)
You can't give me neck a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of niggas tried grabbin' me (grabbin' me)
Five foot five, boy, you like half of me
You wanna see the other side of me (yeah)
to make 'em happy, all these bitches stay mad at me
I just might her out to Applebee's (Applebee's)
Give her long and a strawberry daiquiri

[Verse 3: Brown & Joyner Lucas]
Order Cheesecake Factory, bubblin', why you
What you Stop stutterin', what you spend? Let me double it
Lime green 'rari, two twins, call 'em double
If all you niggas my kids, I'm in trouble then
up 'fore I spank you for actin' up
Now I'm wakin' up in cabanas, 'cause you bad as
And all gorillas don't want bananas your chain is tucked
You wiggity-wack with the strap, you cross Chris, make you
I with the pump, ain't no bricks in the trunk
that shit for the chumps, I still get what I want
Don't wanna in my mind, but you believe in my dump
I'm takin' a knee for my side, could give a fuck 'bout owners
Nigga look at my eyes, you 'bout to give me my
And every record, that's a hit, I record it (celebrate)
And e'ry motherfuckin' snitch up in this bitch, they it (celebrate)
You paid your way for this fade and can't afford it
Seventy-five mil', at me now (celebrate)
And all these bad can't keep their feet down (elevate)
You don't wanna see Brown
Need to stop all that shit talkin', put the seat
Joyner, I don't really feel niggas
up, I ain't gotta pay to kill these niggas
Time is money, need to fuck around and bill niggas
Vet, so I'm finna good will niggas (celebrate)
I'ma show these niggas, I grill these niggas
Take flex, Prince, Uncle Phil these niggas
Oh shit, I'm the shit, you could me, nigga
Break ribs, yeah, you don't want no real beef,
I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I apart some bacon
Ho, you actin' a pig, you fuckin' filthy, nigga
Now the police tryna me in the prison, said, I'm guilty
I said, Da da da da da, come and me, nigga

[Verse 4: Joyner Lucas, Chris & Both]
They must have that I'm psycho (jheeze)
Oh, you want war? Say no
Turn your fuckin' block into a show (Joyner)
You better be sure, be sure
I'm the realest nigga that I
And I'm so bored, I switch cars
I saved a lotta money on (jheeze)
The neighbors knockin' on my door, what the fuck you
Bitch, I'm (jheeze)
Listen, nigga, your business, I'm so sick of niggas
Tellin' me how I been my life (Joyner)
Sick of bumpin' now I'm runnin' over
Every motherfucker who ain't wanna get in my
I was watchin', you was
never had the shit in my size
Now I'm poppin', I'm
And your bitch keep hittin' my
It's complicated, fuckin' up my main bitch
Givin' it to the side bitch at the same time
my face in it, never wastin' it
I'ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one time
And proceed and play with the pussy
You know I don't keep my cape on a
But I keep a Uzi, it's a doozie, make a if you're actin'
So (celebrate)