[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
We goin' back to back (Back)
We shootin' dice, goin' sack for sack (Ah)
Hop in a 'Rari, it's mad (Mad, skrrt)
Shorties ain't drop, where you at-at-at-at? (At-at)
Let me show you what these bands do (Bands)
Picked up a bag, you don't understand what we ran through (Bag)
Bitch, get off of me, I'on know you (Bitch)
I'm just gonna fuck and dip, I'on know you (Uh)
Hop in a 'Rari, pulled out a beam when I slide (Skrrt)
Live when I'm comin' outside (Outside)
Diamonds, they cry
I just ran up me a check (Oh yeah), spent fifty on all the guys (Oh-oh-oh, yeah)
I needa work though (Work)
Big Rolls-Royce, no scarecrow (Ooh)
Balenciaga, Fendi, I wear those (Wow)
They say, "This so heat," woah
Like what

[Chorus: Ant Clemons]
Mama say, when I slide, man these niggas can't see inside (See, yeah)
Butterfly doors on the Lambo', call it's suicide (Suicide)
Niggas can't own me, no, I mean all friends
I'm feelin' like, "Oh my god", I might just pour me one (Yeah)
Mama say, when I slide, man these niggas can't see inside (See, yeah)
Butterfly doors on the Lambo', call it's suicide (Suicide)
Niggas can't own me, no, I mean all friends
I'm feelin' like, "Oh my god", I might just pour me one (Yeah)
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