Ayy I′m slanging packs with the bois

Pull up at the spot make some noise

Blast you with the fuccin' toysLeave you internally destroyed

Rappin′ this with my voice

Hop in my rolls Royce

Our shit rocks even in Chicago Illinois

WHIP/CUT/TAPE The dope

Better hope I let you live, Nope

AK got a fuccin' ccope

Bright lights shinnin' at our show

Ayy you know our shows are lit like a candle

Hang your head like a deer on my fuccin′ mantle

Yung!

Aye I fuck yo bitch

I′m so rich

Leave you in a ditch

You'll need a stitch or two

Give you a bruise

I got a mansion with a view

Hangin with a crew

Buying expensive shoes

You know I can′t loose (I'm Bill Cosby)

Drinkin′ on that purple juice

Ayy That shits called lean

You catch a bullet in yo spleen

Smokin On That green

Getting all that money (You know it, Green Money)

Don't be a dummy or I′ll shoot you with gunny

You know my name is Yung Thicc Boi

You know nothin' about me bitch, Imma give you three

If you don't get out of my face, you in for a treat

I don′t do meet and greets if you see me in the street

Don′t take pictures of me or be askin' for things (Growl)

I know I′m the chillest guy so don't ask me why

I just hate the fact it′s this shit every time (Growl)

Even tho I love it, it's too much and I hate it

Is this the reason why we made it?

People gettin′ played, it's too easy to say

It gets even worse, I deal with it every day (Growl)

Feeling' like my life is on fuckin′ replay (Aye)

All we can do is just play the game (Aye)

All we can do is just play the game (Aye)

All we can do is just play the game (Let′s go)

All we can do is just play the game (Aye)

All we can do is just play the game

Yuh!