(Ugh) Gyatt damn Hey Had my baby pop the trunk in front the lamb, bae! You went crazy with them dutches Bae that's cancer, fake! I can make it in the crutches Put my hands up Hey It ain't no rush a plan in place I call my manager up, he told me I'm paid I flew into Atlanta for the show That shit was raving out Knew we saw a banner for your set, that shit was taken down You need assistance You in a vacant house I pop out and listen Gon' pop out with precision rounds Don't get locked out of business I promise you won't make a sound Honestly I'm different Gifted since I been a child Hey (Ugh) Gyatt damn Hey Had my baby pop the trunk in front the lamb, bae! You went crazy with them dutches Bae that's cancer, fake! I can make it in the crutches Put my hands up Hey