Blyat

Ya, ya, ya, yaaaa

Yeah, oh yeah

Yeah, yeah (I mean, do you even think she's pretty?)

Have you ever met a bitch so fine you stutter from the face?

Two of those just hit my line and said they runnin' to my place

We off white, Miley Cyrus, Billy Ray

Yeah

Ok

All these bitches hittin' my phone up like they Cirque du Soleil

I got clown muh fuckers tryna put hands in my safe

Ducking 12, dodgin' ops, if I see bullets, Imma strafe

I got hella guns in my bag I feel like Ratchet 'n' Clank

(Cla-, Cla-, Cla-, Cla-, Cla-, Cla-, Clank)

Pistol clap so bitch get back

Pistol clap so bitch get back

It's Yung Symo, bitch he's back

Back, back

Back

I'm out my body, I'm off the map

I got a tommy, call it my MAC

I got a Russian bitch, callin' her blyat

Call up Yung Slime O and tell him relax

Pistol to your face, I don't do no rats

I'm all bout my cheddar so get out my trap

Yeah

This ain't no race but you comin' in last

Fucked on your bitch and I bust on her lash

You red like spaghetti, I'm bussin' a strap

All my bitches center fold

I rock silver, don't do gold

Smokin' gas it look like mold

(Beep, beep... beep)

All my bitches fresh from Europe

I got bitches sippin' syrup

This shit cat nip, pussy purrin'

Yeah, yeah-yeah

Oh my god they fuckin' worried

Symo left the fuckin' world

I'm in heaven with the birds

Work, work, work

Flip the pack, I get 'em served

Ice strap, hit 'em, burrr

My bitch just put her in fur

Have you ever met a bitch so fine you stutter from the face?

Two of those just hit my line and said they runnin' to my place

We off white, Miley Cyrus, Billy Ray

Yeah

Ok

All these bitches hittin' my phone up like they Cirque du Soleil

I got clown muh fuckers tryna put hands in my safe

Ducking 12, dodgin' ops, if I see bullets, Imma strafe

I got hella guns in my bag I feel like Ratchet 'n' Clank