[Verse 1: Tay-K]
It's-It's-It's-It's gon' be the first slap with n***as on my lane
Gotcha boy, he's a lame
Promethazine is my Champagne
She called me bae but I told that lil' bitch that I can't claim
Yo life is just a game
We get to shooting without aiming
Cause we young, dumb, and stupid
Give a fuck about your two cents
She said, "Tay-K why you ruthless?"
Fuck her friend and then act clueless
Got yo bitch on my team
But she not what I want
She stopped hittin' my phone
But I swear I'm non-chalant
Need a pack delivered
But he flake like a croissant
N***as think they know me but they can't even read my font
Yo backwoods looking gone
What the fuck you on?
I do what I want and I don't mean to flaunt

[Chorus: Tay-K]
(Yuh)
Pour the Spyro in my styrofoam
The white in her nose like an albino
Yo bitch get played like a xylophone
(Yuh)
I'm finding cells like a microscope
(Yuh)
Pour the Spyro in my styrofoam
The white in her nose like an albino
Yo bitch get played like a xylophone
(Yuh)
I'm finding cells like a microscope
(Yuh)
[Verse 2: Cardiac The Ghost]
Fuck a safe bitch I got a Glock
It ain't safe 1600 block
I'm Mario, you Wario
No, I'm the Ghost
Takin it, like my hoes
Like my cups, doubled up
Its two of you, it's one of me
Pretty smile [?]
[?] don't come to me
[?] hand a blunt to me
I been chasing money
I think it's haunting me
[?]

[Chorus: Tay-K]
Pour the Spyro in my styrofoam
(The white in her nose like an albino)
Yo bitch get played like a xylophone
(Yuh)
I'm finding cells like a microscope
(Yuh)
Pour the Spyro in my styrofoam
The white in her nose like an albino
Yo bitch get played like a xylophone
(Yuh)
I'm finding cells like a microscope
(Yuh)