Intro 
Shootin' like Zach so you know I keep 4K... 4K... 4K... 4K 
Ha, ha, haa 
Word, word, BlocBoy, yeah 
Huh, huh 

Chorus 
I'm missin' an eye, they callin' me Fetty Wap 
I get that paper like I'm a confetti shop 
I'm in New York where they know how to milly rock 
Chug in the back with the gat, make 'em diddy bop (Raah) 
I want that cheese on my steak like a Fendi shop 
I say "Hello" and she makin' the kitty drop 
I'm in the club with a Glock that hold 50 shots 

Verse 
How many times I've gon' tell you to stop? (Hey) 
Baby pikey, he talk to the cops (Baby) 
[?] (Wow) 
Blueface on they head, they gon' pull up with mops (Raah) 
Niggas know I'm the cream of the crop 
.223 with the beam make 'em sting like King Hot 
Kill a opp, flee the scene, make 'em [?] all they shot 
Got two hoes in the back, double team with they top 
Put 'em on a white T, make 'em lean when he rock 
Prometazine, I don't spill lean on my socks 
Still standin' out like I'm Vivica Fox 
Still tear it down with [?] 
I ran out of time, I stole Vivica's watch 
Accessories, you know we love 'em a lot (Finess) 
Beam in the scope on the 22 Glock (Yeah) 
Kill, up a band, niggas know how we rock (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 
Thuggin' man, you know my shooters don't hesitate (Huh) 
I catch a opp, take his soul, then I elevate (That's on my momma) 
Gas, I don't need a perky to activate 
I let my Drac' clean his face, the poor act away (Raah) 
You not a killer or a gangster, you in the way 
Shoot up his house, make that fuck nigga imigrate (Doon-doon-doon) 
I'm already eat, go pack me a dinner plate
Take him out while he eat, call that double dinner date
Big timer, Glock got a recliner
Put that .40 to his mouth like a retainer
Quavo, Justin Bieber, that's a no brainer
Put a nigga in a lot like I'm Kurt Angle
Call me "Mr. Turn a Opp to a Fuckin' Angel"
If a nigga diss the block then he in danger
Put my stripes on my head like a Bengal
Never leave the hou' or I'mma a bang her

Chorus
I-I-I'm-I'm missin' an eye, they callin' me Fetty Wap
I get that paper like I'm a confetti shop
I'm in New York where they know how to milly rock
Chug in the back with the gat, make 'em diddy bop (Raah)
I want that cheese on my steak like a Fendi shop
I say "Hello" and she makin' the kitty drop
I'm in the club with a Glock that hold 50 shots

Chorus
I'm missin' an eye, they callin' me Fetty Wap
I get that paper like I'm a confetti shop
I'm in New York where they know how to milly rock
Chug in the back with the gat, make 'em diddy bop (Raah)
I want that cheese on my steak like a Fendi shop
I say "Hello" and she makin' the kitty drop
I'm in the club with a Glock that hold 50 shots