| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh | 
| Ooh | 
| Yeah | 
| Yeah, ayy | 
| Good job, 1st | 
| Uh, ayy | 
| Met this bitch the other day, uh | 
| I don’t even know her name, uh | 
| Met this bitch the other day, uh | 
| I don’t even know her name, uh | 
| But she jumping out the window | 
| Yes man like ten-four | 
| In her throat like a lymph node | 
| I can tell you what it’s hittin' for | 
| I don’t even know your name | 
| Now you’re jumping out the window | 
| I don’t even know your name | 
| Man, you jumping out the window | 
| Ayy, fuck a lil' ho, man, I want a baguette | 
| Wanted her neck | 
| I fuck her lil' neck, VVS 'round my motherfuckin' neck | 
| Feel like Ron Artest or a Brooklyn Net, hey | 
| Why you doin' that? | 
| Huh | 
| Why you poppin' Xans? | 
| Huh | 
| Fuck the internet, huh | 
| Man, you slow, hey | 
| This is Human Made, we don’t wear Bape no more, huh | 
| This is black card, we don’t carry bankroll, huh | 
| This a Kel-Tec, yes, and that bitch fold | 
| Ayy, met this bitch the other day, uh | 
| I don’t even know her name, uh | 
| Met this bitch the other day, uh | 
| I don’t even know her name, uh | 
| But she jumping out the window | 
| Yes man like ten-four | 
| In her throat like a lymph node | 
| I can tell you what it’s hittin' for | 
| I don’t even know your name | 
| Now you’re jumping out the window | 
| I don’t even know your name | 
| Man, you jumping out the window | 
| And you niggas just the same | 
| Flirtin' for a verse, you’s a motherfuckin' lame | 
| You can’t hang if you ain’t with gang | 
| Fam, blood, man, it’s all the same | 
| Ayy, man, I had to put that lean down | 
| How you gettin' money but you still let your team down? | 
| I just bought a Glock, now I’m finna get a beam now | 
| Yeah, I got some hoes, I’m finna take them hoes to Beantown | 
| Met this bitch the other day, uh | 
| I don’t even know her name, uh | 
| Met this bitch the other day, uh | 
| I don’t even know her name, uh | 
| But she jumping out the window | 
| Yes man like ten-four | 
| In her throat like a lymph node | 
| I can tell you what it’s hittin' for | 
| I don’t even know your name | 
| Now you’re jumping out the window | 
| I don’t even know your name | 
| Man, you jumping out the window | 
| Good job, 1st |