[Hook: Fat Nick] I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth (x2)
[Verse 1: Fat Nick] I got us a plan now We got us some bands now I just got a house bitch Thinking I’m the man now Rocket pocket Let it hit my other 30 bigger band These VVS shine bright like day I’ll whip my wrist the other hand Bitch I’m drinking red drop Your career is dead shot Blew a couple bands Got every hater in these streets hot Juggin' got the block hot 40 with that gunshot Biggie got a punt double ducka get a blood clot I can be sippin' My Migo, we whippin' We trapped in the kitchen No lovin', I'm pimpin' I fuck on these women My ex bitch she trippin' Got up on the bun but you know I’m still sipping Bitch I’m feeling cocky Designered down don’t tell me Xanax gotcha sloppy Go on hoe you cannot fuck me What you think about me Perkies in my body I’m all by my lonely I can’t trust me anybody Marty banging bitch I just caught another body Hoe I’m glo'd as fuck I just ain’t know anybody [Hook: Fat Nick] I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth (x2)
[Verse 2: Fat Nick] My 30 wanna bang now People wanna hang now I don’t fuck with anybody I’m just by my gang now Hit you with a plan now The hardest in this shit now Geekin' all these drugs man I can’t feel my face now Bitch I’m wyling out Go down we shoot it out She wanna fuck for clout Shorty wanna run her mouth Buffet Boys run the south No need to talk it out My pockets bigger bitch You know we be balling now Geekin' and sneakin' These perkys they peakin' I’m busting the 30 I’ll leave your ass leaking I fuck on the weekend I leave that bitch thinking That I got me stinking I walk around drinking I just bust a 4-4 For Migo come and rock the kick though She be off a Molly Taking dicks that be a hobby We the hottest out Groupie hoes all in the lobby You ain’t dropping hits But you still be extra snobby Drip, drip, when I walk Ten toes down Prada walk If he talk Running chop Red and Blinkie hit ‘em off
[Hook: Fat Nick] I got me a 40 that gon' shoot I got skrrt skrrt skrrt brand new coupe I got styrofoam with dirty juice Buffet Boys, bih we be the truth (x2)