[Chorus - XoZach]
One two three, I'm counting my mills
Four five six, I'm downing my pills
Touching my Glock and she got the chills
I feel like a king, this is my hill
In my backseat, her drink just spilled
Those shooters on drills they're ready to kill
And she got the chills

[Verse 1 - Playboy Beto]
Now she's in her feels
These perks, I'm popping these pills
She's in love with me, I'm a player still
Running it up to a hundred mill
Put that on my godson
I'm with Albe so you don't want problems
But the drake has a beam, that's how you know we're going to solve them

[Verse 2 - Currets]
Go and get racks
Left Trax on the tracks
Homie's talking shit, you know I had to get back
You know I had to get racks
Ten toes on his ass
Hellcat moves fast
Pushing that bitch and I hope I don't crash
Where ever you go we're on your ass
Not loving no thots, I left them in the past
You fooled me once and that was your last
Fuck that bitch I'm getting cash
Fuck that bitch I'm really rich
Fuck that bitch she gets hit with the switch

[Verse 3 - XoZach]
We're soldiers on go, we're ready to step
Doing it all, I'm doing my rets
All of your bitches they're all in my texts
Not sleeping at night, I'm tote with my tek
She's off the lean and we're about to wreck
And we're at the movies, she's giving me neck
I'm doing my thing, I'm running my check
My shooter's on haters you know who is next
In that Ferrari, I'm swerving really fast
My shorty's on go, she's ready and strapped
I'm buying those packs, I buy them by mass
As soon as we touch up, we're smoking that grass

[Verse 4 - Playboy Beto]
Smoking that grass man
That bitch is in the past tense
Pulling up in a Black Benz
Something that I never had
Bitch your ex is a loser, all of my girls look like hooters
Alberto's with me he's the shooter, not in school I got a ruler
I ball like Harden, not a normal artist
Fucking with me, my shooters are heartless
I got a Richard that shines in the darkness
Fuck ENT, I'm going the hardest

[Verse 5 - XoZach]
One two three, that's all in my bank
I heard you're a rat, I slide with the snakes
I got a bad bitch, she's calling my name
Record deals are still calling my name
The chills, I got ice on my chain
Your girls trying to warm me up
That is the reason that broke boy hates
Look at the charts, he knows we're up

[Chorus - XoZach]
One two three, I'm counting my mills
Four five six, I'm downing my pills
Touching my Glock and she got the chills
I feel like a king, this is my hill
In my backseat, her drink just spilled
Those shooters on drills they're ready to kill
And she got the chills
One two three, I'm counting my mills
Four five six, I'm downing my pills
Touching my Glock and she got the chills
I feel like a king, this is my hill
In my backseat, her drink just spilled
Those shooters on drills they're ready to kill
And she got the chills