[Intro: BabyTron]
ShittyBoyz
[Verse 1: BabyTron]
Bitch, what, I'll turn into a grave digger
Thinking that you up, I'ma pull up, shoot a game winner
Double back twice in the store with the same hitter
How you want it, dawg, breath-taker or the brain-splitter?
Steak dinner, nah, it used to be leftovers
I ain't always ball, started off as a bench warmer
Star player now, that's probably why your bitch bent over
Ball like AI, you're Tyronn, don't get stepped over
If her credit suck, that's a pointless ass convo
Whole team scoring, passing plays, out like Lonzo
Jam after jam, just hit Krogers with a combo
Good little drip, he might get splashed, wear a poncho
Steak bites and more, just ask the waiter for some A1
Thirty day grind, bitch, I made five on day one
Made three off one play, I kinda feel like Trae Young
.40 charged up, it'll zap you like a ray gun
Pockets speak facts or I could switch to the punchlines
It's 2:01 PM and I'm at Krogers, bitch, that's punch time
Ain't never been a shrimp but I'm at Ocean Prime for lunch time
I ain't gon' say cashed the kicks, bitch, I punch mine
The way I up the chop, you would thought that I was scared to box
Gucci flops on, I paid two for a pair of socks
King of the scams, bitch, I'm feeling like De'Aaron Fox
Scat Pack roaring, I'ma call that bitch Triceratops
[Verse 2: StanWill]
Jack in the Box, it ain't popping out the seal
Heart on the tee but love ain't what I feel
Gone off a Perc, brodie rolling like a wheel
Wouldn't test doggy, Iron Man with the steel
Running out of Somerset, dragging body bags
You won't get no money hating with yo sloppy ass
Got a bitch with the tats, look like Rocky Badd
Give a order to my troops, they gon' copy that
Skipping class but I'm still a scholar with the 201's
If he catch the opps, I don't know what bro would do to one
Dawg strapped, I would be a fool if I threw a one
Speed limit in the clip, bet you he would [?] some
I'ma slide in Wally World like the floor's wet
Wouldn't know it but I came from where it's cold at
In my A, you can catch me where the pros at
Bet I catch you losing-ass niggas where some hoes at
Big drip on me, she said, "Boy, you can dress dress"
Love me a freak that's gon' lick up the excess
Dick got her running everywhere with a red check
I'ma push her credit to the max for the excess
Bitch ripped the heart out my chest and she stepped on it
Feeling like the world on my back, threw an X on it
Bro need a tutor 'cause his belt got some F's on it
If she got Chase, the only time I put a check on it
[Verse 3: TrDee]
f*ck friends, I'm tryna get cool with some clerks
Boy, you don't scam enough, your ass need to go to work
I'm tip, tryna f*ck, f*ck around and take a Perc
ShittyBoyz big drip, pay the sleeve for the shirt
No, I'm not matching [?] you can come match these blues
No, you're not really my mans, most y'all niggas just cool
I'm in love with Hennessy, I ain't mean to be rude
Yes, you look good, baby, but you look better when you nude
Rocks 2016, please throw them hoes away
You not shitting with the bitches, better try another day
Splash Bros with the work, Stan, you Steph or you Klay?
When you winning, niggas don't see that, act like they Ray
Y'all hating on the gang, we ain't even in our prime
She told me I'm full of shit and I know that I'm fine
Baby, can I put you on the cam, do you mind?
Blew her back out and now this bitch screaming that it's mine
Never f*ck with the [?] boy, I got it off the scams
Bro staring mighty hard, is he a opp or a fan?
Yes, I used to be broke as hell, we turning back [?]
Now I'm out the way, propping back up with them bands
I'm tired of niggas talking about they punching, punch what?
Bitch, how the hell you boujee and you living out a hut?
Used to spin me on a daily, now this bitch wanna f*ck
And your niggas lying to you, your music really suck
Dumbass