[Intro]
Man, that's your bitch, I ran, hoo
That's your bitch, I ran through that
That's your bitch, I ran through that
Choppa on my hip, Afghanistan
He don't stand a chance, huh

[Verse 1]
N***as looking like, "Who that?"
That's your bitch, then I do that
Best believe I ran through that
Wavy n***a, no durag
Two-hundreds for the pants, make a bitch dirty dance
Fuck her, she ain't stand a chance, look at me, I'm Dirty Dan
Iceberg avalanche, took a trip to Japan
VVS got me sick, cold, someone call the ambulance
I ain't fucking with no sick hoes, no, I won't be your man
Well, it really all depends, can you suck it while you dance?
Look at my, look at my, look at my, look at my wrist
Look at me, look at me while I take your bitch
She on Instagram with her friends snapping pics, ooh
Double-tap that shit the same way I doublе tap yo' bitch, ooh

[Verse 2]
I'ma leave 'em in thе past, yeah
I've been countin' up the cash, yeah
Rich n***a, I brag (Yeah), three million in the pants (Yeah)
Two thousand for the pants, make a bitch dirty dance (Yeah)
Chip on my shoulder, no Pringles can (Yeah)
Desert on my hip, no Eagle's fan (Yeah), yeah
Bitch, I be fresh like a mannequin
Your n***a fake like a mannequin
Gucci all over my flander, then
I know these n***as can't handle it
Destroy the beat like a vandalist
Ice cold, avalanche, I'ma fuck her, she from France
Two hundred on juice, man
Thick white bitch, juice, man
I don't really wanna do it, man
That's your bitch, ran through that
Best believe that we do that
Wavy n***a, no durag
Pop on the scene, like, "Who that?"
N***as like, "Where is Juice at?"
They know Juice got the juice, man
Chip on my shoulder, no Pringles can
Desert on my hip, no Eagle's fan, yeah
Cock it back and I shoot that
Run up on me, better get back
Choppa came with a kickback
I just pulled up to the kickback
Where is you bitch at? I'm finna take that
Like a arm, I'ma break that back, ufh