[Intro: Young Thug]

Wake up, F1lLTHY

Yeah, turn up

Yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Hellcat Kenny, yeah, I'ma **** your bitch (Ah)

Demon child, I could get your mama rich (Gra, Gra)

Got no problem gettin' in yo sisters kid (Bow, Bow, Bow)

Got no problem gettin' all yo children lit (On God, yeah)

Hellcat Kenny, this a ****in' jet (Yeah)

I been in the trenches givin' everything back (Everything back)

You could ask my homies and my goddamn hoes

All this muh****in' money off my shows, off of the road (Road)

Put these boys on spoke, for fifty, he gone broke (Gra)

Hellcat the folks, suck me out my clothes

Shawty came with force (Force)

**** lil' homie claimin'? Keep that on the porch (Ha)

I just spent half a million dollars on the Superbowl (No lie)

I just bought a ring, cost a Superbowl (Goddamn)

I just bought some lean worth a Superbowl (Goddamn)

I just ****ed a [?] ain't no [?] (Huh, Huh, Wow)

I'ma big player, you got [forest?] belt (Yeah)

I came in your bed, I drink only red

Yeah, kill her head

She killin' shit

**** her man, I'm just tellin' you what the broad said

I'm whippin' the Benz, no [?] in this bitch and that's all that he said (That's all that he said)

I'm ****in' that bitch in the layup, I didn't even know she was player

Oh, that's your shrimp? He dressin' in harmony, huh

Oh, that's your bitch? I didn't just wanna hit

I'm jumpin' the fence, I came with the— ayy-ayy-ayy

Ain't nothin' wrong with a man or a zombie, he never gon' play

Yeah, come in the crack, and she real bad

And she real snatched, never go bad, never gon' cap

**** a dispatch

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]

Pull up a MAC, think you better than me, than you smoke crack

I got the racks, if I go broke then she never come back

None of these niggas, they statin' the facts

****in' that bitch, do it right from the back

Most of these niggas, they loyal, hmm

I ain't even gotta look, turnin' my back

Some of these niggas, I heard they be rats

I walk around with three million in my bag

I put the birds in the back of a Track'

Ghetto my car, but this shit not a Jag'

My bitch, she's a frea-ea-ea-eak

She beggin' me just to come piss in her crack

I looked at her crazy, I never did' that

This my first time doin' that and I did it

We pray to the baby 'cause money religion

We don't hold no grudges 'cause business is business, bitch

Huh? What? (We pray to the baby 'cause money religion)

(We don't hold no grudges, business is business, like, we don't hold no grudges, business is business)

Bitch