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[Intro]
(Hey, Kubus!)

[Chorus: Yuth]
Told 'em lay down get the bed hot
Rollie it don't tick tock
I switch Glocks and hit shots
Switch beds, switch bitches, I got rich without the tiktok
Fuck a education I was tryna keep my fit hot
Pick locks, kick rocks
Don't stop till I do it to 'em .40 on his ass, I'm a realer man
Won't stop with the realer music I ain't stopping this shit till I get a band
Cracking the key in the trap with a minivan
You got no money, I got many bands
No friends, more bands, like a white steal your land

[Post-Chorus: Yuth]
I know how to start a car without the key
I was selling all them drugs out there I look like doctor P
Old bitch want me back I'm telling that bitch like capeesh
You ain't had no keys for my heart, you getting no keys for my whip (Sheesh)

[Verse 1: Total Byrd]
Yeah, engine roar like Jurassic Park
On the corner with the dawgs
We see your braud when it’s after dark
Tell me who tryna send the hit
I send it back with an after shock
Too busy tryna chase these dreams
I’m not the one to pillow talk
Round after round yeah, you can get these shells
Bite the bullet or smooch it buddy, you won't kiss and tell
Thinking that your life a movie, I'ma spoil that it ain't ending well
Take his shorty heart and break it cause this ain’t no fairytale (Bitch!)

[Verse 2: Yuth]
All them bitches that be whores they ain't going on us
They ain't tricking shit
New patek, water whip, water wrist, can't resist
Holy book, killing shit, genocide, slitting wrists
Call yourself a player with that big bitch you ain't no tricking shit
That's how we getting rich
High off up this tec I'm with intelligence
And the winners get it too
Run up on me, you gone catch my tool

[Chorus: Yuth]
Told 'em lay down get the bed hot
Rollie it don't tick tock
I switch Glocks and hit shots
Switch beds, switch bitches, I got rich without the tiktok
Fuck a education I was tryna keep my fit hot
Pick locks, kick rocks
Don't stop till I do it to 'em .40 on his ass, I'm a realer man
Won't stop with the realer music I ain't stopping this shit till I get a band
Cracking the key in the trap with a minivan
You got no money, I got many bands
No friends, more bands, like a white steal your land

[Verse 3: Yuth]
I done gave my heart away I gotta stop
Way too many times, I done been through a lot
Old girl calling my phone, I'ma go pray to God
Run up catch K's to your head
It's a different day same bullshit that we been through
Having hella stab wounds and knife wounds I catch you
What's that on yo girl face (nut), my cashew
Dealt with too much lame ass bitches I can't even get mad at you
I poured up, walk in slow-mo 'cause of my fanta
4's in my cup with my fandom it's looking fanta
Tastic, ratchet bitches calling me daddy
Ratchet, showing all that just for the money
Ain't getting 'nun, you trifling just for the funny
Keeping a gun, even if im out with my family
Settle like Ron from the T-Section, he got it
Always believed, never doubted

[Chorus: Yuth]
Told 'em lay down get the bed hot (Go!)
Rollie it don't tick tock
I switch Glocks and hit shots
Switch beds, switch bitches, I got rich without the tiktok (Go!, Go!, Go!)
Fuck a education I was tryna keep my fit hot
Pick locks, kick rocks
Don't stop till I do it to 'em .40 on his ass, I'm a realer man (Realer man)
Won't stop with the realer music I ain't stopping this shit till I get a band (Go!)
Cracking the key in the trap with a minivan (Go!, Go!, Go!)
You got no money, I got many bands
No friends, more bands, like a white steal your land

[Post-Chorus: Yuth]
I know how to start a car without the key
I was selling all them drugs out there I look like doctor P
Old bitch want me back I'm telling that bitch like capeesh
You ain't had no keys for my heart, you getting no keys for my whip
(Sheesh)