Bruh, there's a what

Yes, sir

Might do us a one-take hold up

You know that is because hard. Mess with me, bitch, you a tard

Pull up in your frickin' yard. Pull up in your boulevard

Bitch, you need to fuckin' listen. Like glitter, I made her glisten

Go to school like Baldwin Heights. I'ma turn on these lights

Leave you scared, leave you in fright. Beat you up, leave you night-night

Am I Gen Z? Because I slay. Call me Santa, I'ma slay

GTA, pay and spray. Don't even know what to say

Always tryna stay away. You a bitch, you Kylie Gray

Shoutout to whatever popped my cherry. Acting fruity, I was never into Barry

When I pull up on the scene, shit gets scary. Have you ever seen me team? I'm about carry

You stink, you frickin' reek. You look horrid , you look like a freak

Gave Troy Boy an album sneak peek. Make you stop breathing like a gas leak

Yo

Yes, sir

This beat does go hard, though. I ain't gonna hold you