Uh, uh

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Studio trap, yeah, call me a chef, brown skin ting come back to the bits

Rap game ain't been changed in a bit, they saying 6ix gone but he back in the mix

Dem know can't fuck with the kid, try me, touch me, get capped in a sec

Feeling like Saint, might catch me a brick, always tryna cap, grabbed, got slapped by the 6ix

She wanna ride man solo, rich baller tryna get the yo

The mandem waiting their turn, quick time it's gonna come to you

Why you tryna act bad? I call Kxbz, he got my back

My broski can't stab me in the back, I can't stand fake ****, oh no, no

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo, yeah

Gasoline, she want the gasoline, I step through with the gang on me

**** know I got the waps on me, gotta stay sturdy if you know what I mean

I been flagging for the 6ix, uh-uh, ten toes on my skates, uh-uh

Catch up with the tings on me, can't chat too much, I'm with the gasoline

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo

Uh, uh, uh, she wanna go solo, yeah