Chorus: Maxo Kream 
Photos 
Chevy stow low 
Was a drop-top 
Slide 'em whole city 
Scoop a hoe, she a snot thot 
Pigeon-toed yellow-bone hoe in a crop top 
Pink rose scoota with the pole on the opp block 
Like a dumb shoot, dirty clip, it’s a drop out 
Hit 'em in his leg in his back with the fire fire 
Nigga, I'm the plug in connectin’, like WiFi 

Post-Chorus: OMB Bloodbath 
Lot of niggas' pussy, so the nigga got nine lives 
Knowing when we shooting, bitch we scootin', no drive-bys 
She gave me the side-eye, now she call me dada 
I been gettin' money since a nigga rockin' dada 
Just turned the beat on, and I turned the heat on 
The name ain't Kelly, but a lot of niggas' peon 
Checkin' out the bag, ’cause the gas lookin’ neon 
Bitch got that ass, I ain't passin’, I'ma beat on 

Verse 1: Maxo Kream 
Your boyfriend still be a motherfuckin' peon 
I'm brokin’ from the bitch, now the hoe got peed on 
Runnin' miles with the diems 
Take my chain off, mix the frost with the 

Verse 2: OMB Bloodbath 
Ayy, heard a nigga say he having bricks, shit, we need it 
Send a bitch, he a trick tryna see where he be at 
I been getting funds in the slums where we be at 
With a big ol' bag going dumb on a biatch 

Verse 3: Maxo Kream 
How you gon' act like he be in the trap, strapped up with the gat? 
Fuck nigga, be real 
Saying nigga 
Tryna get his cash back 'cause the pills wasn't real 

Verse 4: OMB Bloodbath
Nigga do that cappin' like he really make it happen
When it come down to that action, niggas ain't on shit
Better be lucky that I'm rappin' 'cause if that ain't never happen
Nigga still be out here jacking tryna take yo shit
You just do the math, got tools in the stash
Nigga doing arts and crafts, tryna paint yo shit
Got cuttas for the sucka niggas ain't on this
And I come for the gutta, finna bang on this
K looking like a flag how it hang on clips
Thot tryna give me top, want the brain, that's it

Verse 5: Maxo Kream
Shootin' outs with the stick, Blood got the snub
Every time somebody dies, they always asking where we was
I was youngin', Big Mo, U was sippin' POCs
Smokin' trill OG, yes bag Bun B
No Limit trap house pressin' yellow like pee
I'm a real deal killa doin' murda like Cs
Lil Yachty QC wholesale with the P
Bust a AP nah like four GPS
Put it back in the A, Coach K with the play
Split it three ways, take off ey Quay

Bridge: OMB Bloodbath
We don't love these hoes, we just want they dough (Get the dough)
I've been sipping long, now I'm feelin' slow (Feelin' slow)
I'm all kinda
You know how this go
(I don't know)
Not like dominos, pass it to my bro
(Vamonos)

Chorus: Maxo Kream
Photos
Chevy stow low
Was a drop-top
Slide 'em whole city
Scoop a hoe, she a snot thot
Pigeon-toed yellow-bone hoe in a crop top
Pink rose scoota with the pole on the opp block
Like a dumb shoot, dirty clip, it's a drop out
Hit 'em in his leg in his back with the fire fire
Nigga, I'm the plug in connectin', like WiFi

Post-Chorus: OMB Bloodbath
Lot of niggas' pussy, so the nigga got nine lives
Knowing when we shooting, bitch we scootin', no drive-bys
She gave me the side-eye, now she call me dada
I been gettin' money since a nigga rockin' dada
Just turned the beat on, and I turned the heat on
The name ain't Kelly, but a lot of niggas' peon
Checkin' out the bag, 'cause the gas lookin' neon
Bitch got that ass, I ain't passin', I'ma beat on