[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, chop the cheese up like a deli (Yeah)
We got choppers, we got shellies
Man, I'm high as fuck like Zelly, woah (Loesoe goin' crazy)

[Verse 2: Zelly Ocho]
Yeah, we got money, but we look sketchy (Yo)
Let's go, yeah, let's get ready
I had money before you met me (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, pockets swole, they fuckin' hefty
Told her, "Lick my left teste"
Diamonds colored like confetti (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Zelly Ocho]
Vlad, what Trippie say? No fetti
Turned money into my bestie
Head had turned, thought I was deadly

[Verse 5: Trippie Redd]
Yeah, she think I'm God, she said, "Come bless me"
I'm the shit, I know I'm zesty
Big dog, you can't pet me (Arf)

[Verse 6: Zelly Ocho]
Hey, they puttin' bullets where your flesh be
I get high, I got jet wings
I go up, I take the whole team
[Verse 7: Trippie Redd]
Holdin' shit down like a goalie
I been stackin' with my twin, n***as hatin', Mr. Moseby
Kept the chopper by my side, man, you n***as couldn't hoe me
Got a hundred and one problems, but, lil' n***a, I ain't Zoey (Yeah)
Yeah, walkin' through my hood, all the OGs know me (Grrah)
Got a mansion in the hills, man, tell them crackers, "Blow me"

[Verse 8: Zelly Ocho]
Bought a mansion in the hills, I used to sit up in the nosebleeds (Hey)
Kill his best friend, now he lonely (Hahaha)
Real n***as die, fake live, that's how the code be (Yeah)
You know I'm just blowin' through a bag with my brodie

[Verse 9: Trippie Redd]
You know I'm just chillin' in my fuckin' bag, I'm gettin' cozy
Blueberry Faygo with some Act', but I ain't Mosey
Chillin' with your bitch, playin' Ring Around The Rosie
Yeah, I'm only twenty-two, but I ain't leavin' without my forty
I'm a dark n***a how Edgar Allen Poe be
When I be feelin' blue like Obi-Wan Kenobi
And I'm stackin' green like motherfuckin' Yoda
You n***as rep the gang, lil' n***a, better throw it up
Throw the bitch away, she a lame and she chose up
In the trenches, watchin' anime with a damn double cup
[Verse 10: Zelly Ocho]
Got these n***as mad as fuck 'cause she chose us (Hey, yeah, they mad)
I got money on my line, still hang my phone up
How the fuck I'm gettin' to this green? I didn't have no luck
We gon' have to blow his mind, I think he know stuff
Yeah, I used to have that bitch, but she chose drugs
I let her sip my soda (Yeah)
Sometimes I feel like she don't want love
You know it's fuck the opps, I treat 'em like they no one