| Hey everyone um… |
| Uh I just wanna du-uh, talk… |
| God, shut up! |
| Pull up, in a new whip |
| Your mama thinks I am the shit |
| Back on my grind, back up you’re behind |
| Four cars, two grades back |
| Forming whips I do not like |
| Dollar signs tend to attract |
| Only 17, now stay on beat |
| Only private cars, how fucking neat |
| Only 30 rights, in his little feet |
| Only Fox fam get the fuck receipt |
| Hold up, gonna new B |
| Genie in a bottle |
| Go ahead and make a wish |
| Take a shot out of known |
| Break that shiny phone |
| Keemstar fetch that bone |
| Throw it and you know I hit it home (hold up) |
| Dibs get them digits (hold up) |
| Squad messing with fidgets (hold up) |
| Only ones that did this (hold up, hold up, hold up) |
| Hold up, show up, go up, we’re blowin' up |
| Hold it down for the town, sneak around |
| That townies now |
| Got the crown for the crowd |
| They scream out, I love this sound |
| So hold up, hold up, hold up, we’re goin' up |
| Take a shot out of known |
| Break that shiny phone |
| Keemstar fetch that bone |
| Throw it and you know I hit it home (hold up) |
| Dibs get them digits (hold up) |
| Squad messing with fidgets (hold up) |
| Only ones that did this (hold up, hold up, hold up) |
| Okay, okay, okay |
| This the shit make you go crazy |
| Got some girls in my DM’s and they callin' me, baby |
| Got some change in my pocket, call Uber eats, I’m lazy |
| Sick and tired of hearing your name out on the pavement |
| So you ain’t invited |
| Please get out of my way when I’m sliding |
| Just wait till' my record goes down |
| And I’m in the hills driving and whips out a mileage |
| You seeking attention |
| But fuck with your act and I mention |
| I’ll teach you a lesson |
| Put you in detention |
| Take a shot out of known |
| Break that shiny phone |
| Keemstar fetch that bone |
| Throw it and you know I hit it home (hold up) |
| Dibs get them digits (hold up) |
| Squad messing with fidgets (hold up) |
| Only ones that did this (hold up, hold up, hold up) |
| Hold up, show up, go up, we’re blowin' up |
| Hold it down for the town, sneak around |
| That townies now |
| Got the crown for the crowd |
| They scream out, I love this sound |
| So hold up, hold up, hold up, we’re goin' up |