Lyrics:

Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy
Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy

Iced out all my chains, I look like Mr. T (Mr. T)
I might just take yo bitch, it ain't no mystery, no way, aye
like its a pack of Listerine, that's facts, aye
Money comin' in, repeat like history
On DJ Khaled, we the best, the function, leave a mess
I got all this molly in me, p?ople saying he's possess?d
that shit like Mr. West, I'm ballin' on you test
I heard that you was talkin' shit, I pull up put that shit to rest, uh huh

Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy
Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy

Mr. Mr. Bag Your Sister, flick on flick, come take a picture
my bitch got thicker
what you figure, split him dome, boy look like
, turn my opp into a swisha
Mm mm mm mm
me so easy
put on my pinky, drip so hard my faucet leaking
Why you talking, why you speaking, you no lovin' me, no Kiki

Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy
Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy
Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy
Si, like Becky , like
Pretty please don't test me in my city, shit get messy