作词 : Brandon Moitt/Edgar Ferrera
作曲 : Brandon Moitt/Edgar Ferrera
[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
****
Ayy, ayy, ayy, shh

[Chorus]
Wrist lit, yeah, I might **** that bitch (**** that bitch)
Drop the top, kill the ceiling in the whip (In the whip)
Wrist lit, uh, I might **** that bitch
Bitches mad, bitches **** me for my chips (For chips)

[Verse]
I might just run up with a Glock, bitch
When I'm in the mall, **** a block, bitch
Don't get popped quick, don't get mopped, bitch
Yeah, you know it's Bam, bitch, I pop shit
Hundred round drum in the stock, bitch
I'ma pull up with some goons on some mob shit
She gon' give me head 'til I tell the bitch to stop shit
Demi-child, nigga, so you know I'm on god shit
All these niggas tryna rap, someone tell these niggas stop it
Young nigga, rockin' three-eighty, pocket rocket
Flow so hard, make a nigga wanna moshpit
Young nigga gettin' big bankroll profit
Weird nigga, yeah, you know I'm sleepin' in a coffin
I'ma **** a bitch then I put her on an auction
Smokin' OG, indy bud got me coughin'
Hang with the Xan' and you know it got me fallin' (****)

[Chorus]
Wrist lit, yeah, I might **** that bitch (**** that bitch)
Drop the top, kill the ceiling in the whip (In the whip)
Wrist lit, uh, I might **** that bitch
Bitches mad, bitches **** me for my chips