Quagen Bay Swag & G Herbo

[Intro: Bay Swag]
(Chubby goin' crazy crazy)
Psh, grrt (Go, go)
Psh, huh

[Chorus: Bay Swag]
You ain't outside when we bend through
Niggas don't know what I been through
Reach for this chain, get popped like a pimple (Grrt)
Took a flight to Turks just to get a breeze
I ain't tripping 'bout a fucking enemy
Really getting money, edgy, that's a sleaze, take it

[Verse 1: Bay Swag]
I just want some māthā, after you can leave
I can't say his name, psh, I can't say his name, he still selling fiends, quagen
She told me bust on her face, I'ma paint it, fuck being famous (Let's go)
I be high up out of my mind on them stages, I almost fainted (Woo)
Virgil on my body, no H&M
Patience, running these plays like a Patriot
Sanctioned, I'm too official, no faking it
I like the way she be shaking it
Ed, Edd n Eddy, I can't deal with certain bitches, they petty, I want the fetty (Woah)
I took homie on a drill, he said he was ready, psh, he wasn't ready
Only the bros could come to the spot, these bitches be messy, I send 'em to tellies
Kick us a Chevy, them niggas pussy and softer than teddies
Pop me a Percocet right when I'm fetty (Oh, oh)