San Antonio Kodak Black 

[Intro]
(Dee B got that)
I was in San Antonio, the bitches was in my face
They followed me to the restroom and they tried to rape me
Should've called the police on they ass, same way they be doin' us, ain't it?
I be ridin' with a toolie tucked daily
Ayy, lil' buddy, you booted up, ain't it?
Man, fuck that shit and turn it up, you heard me

[Chorus]
Turn it up, you heard me
Turn it up, you heard me
Turn it up so loud you make her brain bleed
Turn it up, ayy
Turn it up, ayy
Turn it up, turn it up so loud I can hear my memories

[Verse 1]
Ride it, swerve, ride it, twerk
I need her but not as much as I need my perkiеs
I need Percs, oh, I get scared, swеar to God it hurts
I go bezerk if I ain't got dumb shit
Nigga, I ain't a junkie
Ho, you 'bout one dumb bitch
Ooh, I had sex, just fuck it, bitch, hush
Bitch, don't say nothin'
Ayy, move your hands, don't touch me, bitch
Stop runnin', stay still, I'm cumming
You ain't gon' find no money 'cause all of it's in my money account
I run in your house, put the gun in your mouth
Give it up and I'm out, or I'll shoot
Kodak boppin' it in my boots
Skadoosh, skadoosh
Got the bitch wet like swoosh, swoosh
Bitch, suck my dick, slide, then pull out the stick
Dance, dance, dance
Mm, boy, you ugly
She bought the pill, now she bustin'
I ain't rushin' for the day my lil' cousin start fuckin'
Ayy, you a dumb bitch 'cause, ho, you 'bout one dumb bitch
You a dumb bitch, ho, you 'bout one dumb-ass bitch
Gettin' aggressive, you love that shit when I slam in a bitch
Out her panties, I stick 'em and shove in the chimney
Up in it, it's a murder, I feel so good that I'ma catch a murder
It's a murder, ayy, ayy
Ah, 'pon a real Zo mafia and I don't think I heard her, you heard me
Mm, mm, everybody hate me, where we go?
What did I do? Uh, I don't know, uh
Talkin' 'bout, "I don't know"
Oh, ayy, I got hit in the leg, ayy, but ain't it I'm walkin' now, boo?
Niggas gon' die when I shoot
Hold on, watch what I do when I do it, watch what I do when I do it
I do it, can't nobody outdo me
Hop in my whip, ah, I'ma rock with my boo
Ayy, mm, heard me
Ayy, mm, ayy, I don't know you, so get out my face with that ugly
So old-school, I'ma hit that boy with a musket
Mhm, a musket, he gettin' musky
Can you get that boy out the trunk, please?
I'ma tell you 'bout when I was in Houston after this
Mm, uh, ah, ah, ayy, ayy

[Outro]
Know what I like about you?
Not a goddamn thing
Aha-ha
Nah, for real, for real though
You know what I like about you?
Not a bitch-ass thing