Released: April 17, 2020

Songwriter: Gwen Stefani Robb Bank$

Producer: The Neptunes

[Intro: Mikey More]
Ayy man, lemme tell you somethin', you feel me. You ever— (Lemme tell you somethin') You ever get a bitch, right, and you nut in her, and then you put your fingers in her, pull the nut out, and put in in her mouth? You feel me? (Fuck you) We gettin' mad dark, you know? (I think I might be happy)

[Chorus]
Uh huh, that's yo bitch
She came to Molly World and sucked a rich nigga dick (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, few hoes I put up on that track (Ooh)
She ride dick like Seabiscuit and she can take it from the back (Wak)
I got a thirty round clip for yo man, girl (Bah)
He fucked up if he think I just rap, girl (Swear)
Yeah, two hoes I took 'em down like SSET (Ch-chyeah)
If that pussy too wet, then I'ma start doin' laps
You squirt on me, then I piss back, girl
You tried stuntin' on me, now you mad, girl (Let's get it)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, Bentley, 'Rari, foreign, Audi (Rah)
Made her fuck on top the Masi (Wah)
Naked twister, kamikaze (Woop, woop woop, woop)
A nigga play with Griffith, I got Zodd right behind me (Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
Who want war wit' me, who want storm me (Yeah)
Can't out-bar me, Can't out-bar me (Swear)
She won't fuck me, gave her molly (Yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I got your wife in the Suburban right behind me (Chyeah)

[Verse 1]
You heard that she had sucked my dick
And her wedding ring—she always wear it (Yeah, yeah)
And ya ain't finna do nothin' bought that
Like I won't shoot this mufucka up (Cleh, bah)
So I'm sittin' here with a big four fif'
And I bang that bitch til yo ass can't hear it (Pew, pew, pew)
Ain't even much finna talk about that
Before all the SSETs get fired up (SSET)

[Bridge]
This clip, a banana
B-A-N-A-N-A-S
Sleep niggas, knock them out they pajamas
Realize you fuckin' with the best (Wah)
These niggas can't hold a candle
When they standin' next to Fem' (Woop, wah, wah)
Nickname Fem' like the opposite sex
And wit' a 'to just for a lil kick

[Verse 2]
Dunk in it like Malone, I pounce on top a bitch
Only nigga fuckin' with me my shadow, I beef with him
Rolls Royce, controlled by voice, I'm done with it
Come out the Phantom, I'm in it like Danny, ectoplasm rich
Yeah I got a XJ-9, teenage robot bitch
She want that Nick at Nite, put that slime on her chest
I sell a whole kilo like my last name Kish
I'm a staple in the game like my first name Vince

[Bridge]
This clip, a banana
B-A-N-A-N-A-S (Swear)
Sleep niggas, knock them out they pajamas (Wah)
Realize you fuckin' with the best (Wah)
These niggas can't hold a candle
When they standin' next to Fem' (Phew)
Nickname Fem' like the opposite sex
And wit' a 'to just for a lil kick (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Yeah, few hoes I put up on that track (Ooh)
She ride dick like Seabiscuit and she can take it from the back (Wak)
I got a thirty round clip for yo man, girl (Bah)
He fucked up if he think I just rap, girl (Swear)
Yeah, two hoes I took 'em down like Shaq (Ch-chyeah)
If that pussy too wet, then I'ma start doin' laps (Pew)
You squirt on me, then I piss back, girl
You tried stuntin' on me, now you mad, girl (Let's get it)

[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, Bentley, 'Rari, foreign, Audi
Made her fuck on top the Masi
Naked twister, kamikaze
A nigga play with Griffith, I got Zodd right behind me (Yeah)
Who want war wit' me, who want storm me
Can't out-bar me, Can't out-bar me
She won't fuck me, gave her molly
Yeah, bitch, I got your wife in the Suburban right behind me

[Outro: Mikey More]
We off the sudda-dutta-stutta, Holmes
We off the ink-bink-blink, Moscato
And we off some other shit, you feel me

Robb Bank$

Richard O'Neil Burrell, known as Robb Bank$ is a lyricist from Broward County, Florida. Robb was born in September 24th, 1994, in Brooklyn, New York, but moved to Florida at age 6 and has lived there ever since. His right-hand man is the Pro Club producer Nuri. He is the son of reggae fusion artist Shaggy. He signed to Cash Money Records in January 2017 but later left the label. He remained a member of Rich Gang.