Hop outside, go into the yard (Yeah)
Killa V, yeah, we walk
Hop on my phone, bitch, we finna talk
Bitch hop on the board, write it up in chalk
You ain't got nothin', this is not your choice
Got that bro out control (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Walk it out, on patrol
Online, you finna troll
Bitch, I'm high as fuck (High as fuck)
Ran through on the block, nigga, holla us (Ayy, yeah)
Bitch, I hope you [Part? proud?] of us
Bitch, I hope you [Part? proud?] of us
Bitch, hop on the beat
When we finna?
Bitch, we not at a bakery we finna— (Ayy)
Bitch, I get that bread
Bitch, I got a loaf
Bitch, I'm making toast
And yo' bitch down by the beach and coast, uh
Hop on a rollercoaster
Bitch, put up a poster
Bitch, you don't know us
With that tommy on
Got a keyblade chain
Got that tommy on
Got that keyblade chain
Got that tommy on
Got that keyblade chain
Got that tommy on (Ayy, yeah, yeah, bitch)