Intro 
Oh my God, Ronny

Chorus: XXXTentacion 
Oh she ratchet, I might smash her 
Bend that backwards, I might pass her 
Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter 
I do magic, no distraction 
Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc, too afraid to cuff a bitch 
These boys on that sucker shit, feature price went up as shit like

Verse 1: XXXTentacion 
"Oh, big deal, are you Satan?" 
I reply like, "Are you playin'?" 
Slurp on pussy like Lo Mein 
I'm Progressive like Flo, man 
Therapist knocking at my fucking door, man 
My body just look like G.I. Joe, man 
Feds askin' questions, I don’t fucking know man 
Kim Jong Un to the fucking flow, man 
Like whip, lash like whip, lash like whip, lash like whip, mhm 
Diamond baller, broke my shoulder 
She wan' fuck (Ayy) but can't come over (Ayy) 
When I met your shorty, hit the running man, mhm 
Hopped out of jail, made a hunnid bands, mhm 
KKK, I'm just hanging, man, mhm 
Chris Rock, niggas acting funny, man 
My money stretching like Luffy, uh 
Like Disney, these niggas is Goofy, uh 
I don't fuck with snakes but like Gucci, uh 
These niggas act fool for some coochie, uh 
I will not go back to jail, uh 
These niggas is blind, need braille, huh 
Watch how I switch, watch how I switch 
Nut on her, switch, watch how I- mhm
Nigga, where the fuck is your energy? Cannot mimic your enemy
Play pawn defending me, I can palm you niggas
'Cause I warned you niggas, I never swung you niggas
I don't need no motherfuckers shoulders to lean on
Way I ditch her pussy, I treat it like ding dong
Harder than the Kim Possible theme song

Interlude: XXXTentacion
Yeah re- real quick
I just- I just really wanted to say all you rappers suck

Chorus: XXXTentacion
Oh she ratchet, I might smash her
Bend that backwards, she sing like pastor
Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter
I do magic, no distraction
Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc, too afraid to cuff a bitch
These boys on that sucker shit, feature price went up as shit like

Verse 2: Rico Nasty
Rico!
I ain't never asked for a handout
But I came up, now everybody got a hand out (Whoa)
I just got my truck on matte red, with a five percent tint (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
And them rims blacked out
Everybody 'round me gon' wait 'til I blackout
Put the pussy on him, make a nigga tap out
Just say where, and my niggas pop out
If you don't get the picture, we crop you out
They givin' out pussy for shout-outs (What?)
These lil' bitches live in my shadow (What?)
They see me in person and panic (What?)
My diamonds the color of candy
I'm used to shockin' these bitches like Pikachu
Don't run away from me when I run into you
It can get surgical, personal (Whoa)
Everything I do be goin' up, I'm on my vertical
Yes, I'm a girl, I go harder than niggas do (Hmm)
I'm in a Benz, that's the color of Fruity Loops (Hmm)
My calendar's been lookin' so beautiful
How is you hatin' on me from a cubicle?
I got more money than you on my cuticle (Bitch)
When I pull up, all the bitches like, "Aah!"
Only leave the house when I'm pickin' up a (Bag)
Got a short temper, don't make me (Mad)
Stop the comparisons, that shit embarassin'
Bitches at home, I just got back from Paris
And they got to check it wit' me like I'm parents
You got to be quicker than that (Oh yeah)

Chorus: XXXTentacion
Oh she ratchet, I might smash her
Bend that backwards, she sing like pastor
Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter
I do magic, no distraction
Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc, too afraid to cuff a bitch
These boys on that sucker shit, feature price went up as shit like

Outro: XXXTentacion
I been trying to tell these niggas
I got- I got the Krabby Patty formula man
Come fuck with me!