Ahem
UK with it, bend like Beckham, ball like Bellingham
Don’t know who I am no more, but my bitch be feeling 'em
He got Pluto on the aux, talm’ ‘bout he a astronaut
Rocking Polo on some G shit, I know he cap a lot
I’m in outer space off some moon rock out in Boston
Seven rings like Brady, but on beats I’m Randy Mossing (Aye)
I don’t got no cause, barely got no concern (Uh)
Teacher on my ass, talm’ ‘bout talking outta turn (Bitch)
I just talk my shit, but do that shit over and over (I do)
My homie Jayden like what? His girl Delaware, like he in Dover
I can’t swap spots with my opps for a day
Be swapping spit, but don’t know where yo bitch been, yo, shit be cray!
My bitches all United like they on some Stars and Stripes shit
My bitches all United in Manchester for a night, shit
My bitches all United like they first class on the flight, shit
You feel me yet? My bitches all together, they don’t fight, shit
I get up to business, we could talk pulling a caper (Mm)
You could get clipped, how I be attached to my paper (Cash)
MIA to MSN, I’m with TC, it’s a bet
John McCain up on the interstate, I’m known to whip a Vette
Eight ball from Colombia, all my raps is Escobars
V8 turbo, hear me coming, we don’t do no Tesla car
Shut the fuck up when you hear me rap, you ain’t hear me often (Uh huh)
Killed the beat, Scorpio up in a coffin (Aye)

Triple double flows drownin’ all the talk from hoes (Woah)
Why ya bag be empty, why you not ready to go? (C’mon)
Like Bodega said, you know we stay stoppin’ shows
It’s a party on 6th & Fed, baby let’s get blown (Smoke)
Grindin’ all night, so next day I worked remote 
Ladies sayin’ “TC’s back!”
That’s my favorite quote (On God!)
Cash in my toaster, they like “Why?” cause it’s bread 
Dollars, no fallouts, no talk unless I’m fed
Blessed for sneezin’ wrong — like it’s a bong
Celeb shots from the center stoop like I’m playing pong
Ten toes down, six feet, I’m standin’ tall 
Like leaves on the Lauderdale trees, I never fall
On the standby list ‘til I get called out to the Valley (What?)
I got about forty five numbers out in Cali 
Hungover on a Saturday, but I had to rally (Whew)
Botreyga 2, stay tuned, this ain’t the finale

Written By: Trey Christo, Daniel Hagan
Background Vocals: Eric Colman, Anna Cappelli