[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Hit 'em up, go go, hit that man
Stick 'em up, go go, get them bands
Finesse your man up out them bands, your mans
Goddamn he broke, he need an ambulance
Hit 'em up, go go, hit that man
Stick 'em up, go go, get them bands
Finesse your man up out them bands, your mans
Goddamn he broke, he need an ambulance

[Verse 1: Nino Breeze]
I say my bitch look like a goddess
My wrist, that bitch retarded
My whip look like a monster
I'm balling like I'm sponsored
My traphouse it go bonkers
My metro it go dumbo
Got to duck on dodo's spot
That's where we stash them hundreds
Grip it like a gun show
All this powder stay on deck
All these shawtys stay on neck
Bought the Jag and you get [?]
Bust a pack and move it back
I ain't got no time to waste
I just got this cash to get
Foreign whip designer taste
Louis V around the waist
Sold that boy a pound of shake
18, think [?] wanna sell
Fuckboy what you tryna say, tryna say?
This for the mofos and stolos
Gripping they four-fours and ochos
Soon as your mo chose, my door close
She bout to go go for promo
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