Lyrics: Yung Kayo/SoFaygo
Music: Yung Kayo/SoFaygo
[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
Ooh (True, collect), ooh (You, check)
Ooh (Is it true?)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (It’s lit)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (It’s lit)
[Verse 1: Yung Kayo]
Too many women, it’s a cult (Cult), too many women, its a cult (Cult)
Too many women, it’s a cult (Cult), too many women, its a cult (Cult)
Told the baby girl, it’s not your fault, yeah, I’on give a **** about the low (Yeah)
Everyday I buy you a new fit, you don’t gotta look at your phone (Yeah)
Everyday I cross a new bitch out, I rock Chrome (Chrome)
And when it comes to the drip, you know I’m undetected, Sherlock Holmes
And pussy lil’ boy, you know he rockin’ vests ‘cause he not home (Home)
And when you hear that noise in your closet, just know you’re not alone
Ooh, ooh (Yeah)
I got motion, she don’t know it’s foam (Brr)
I count checks, don’t know about your ex, ho (Yeah)
I put VVs right under my wrist, just know that I flex, ho (Know that I flex)
50 round clip with the ARP, why would I rest? (Brrah)
Louie V mask when I see in the dark, in the day it’s a hat (Yeah, true)
I got the demons, they sit on my back, hunned K check and it sit in my back (Yeah)
Every time I go and spin again I do not think ‘bout the past, I do not do friends, I just wan’ collect (Ooh, just wan’ collect)
[Chorus: Yung Kayo, SoFaygo & Both]
Ooh (Yeah, yeah, just wan’ collect), ooh (Just want the check)
Ooh (True, let’s go)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Bitch, ha, yeah), yeah (Go, go)
[Verse 2: SoFaygo & Yung Kayo]
Too many diamonds my watch, I got too many diamonds that sit on my fist
I’ma go run up that guap, bitches, I fell in love with the goddamn dish, yeah
Yeah, pull up and hop out that coupe, bitch, I’m not ****in’ with you
I know that you want these blues, I can put a hunneds on your foot (Yeah, fah, fah)
Blatt, spit on these hoes
Jump out that coupe and then get on these hoes
Bitch, I’m from the A, I go trim on these hoes
Diamonds so wet, man, I swim in these hoes
Spend me a check and then get me some more
My fans, they cold, rockin’ these shows
I got ‘em talkin’, they been on they toes (Yeah, what the ****?)
Baby, I’m flashin’, I’m maxed (Tweak)
She put her head on my lap, yeah (Beat it), because I went got my racks up
We came up, poppin’ them tags, I take her home and I fast (Blatt)
Tell me, keep rollin’ that gas, oh, you know my life is too fast (Rockin’ shit out, you droppin’ shit)
[Chorus: Yung Kayo]
Ooh (True, collect), ooh (You, check)
Ooh (Is it true?)
Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah (Let’s go), yeah (Ha, ha)