Who dem **** is? Where dem **** at?

Drake hit him in the back, tryna run a lap, pussy **** this ain't track

**** I don't even smoke, but he talking smack, so he getting turned to a pack

Huh? Treat that lil bitch like an iPhone, if you pull up yo shit getting cracked

Heard that fuck **** all in the news

I heard that boy tryna shoot

I heard they pussy as hell

Like why in the fuck would I fuck with you

Why in the fuck would you hang with them pussy ass **** so now yo ass gon have to Dump with them

Don't try to send me yo music, I'll tell you it's ass, I swear yo shit really suck ****

Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah

It's too hot in here

Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr

It's too cold in here

We don't like you bitch go over there

Put a blick in his shit hit him right in his hair

Put a switch on the stick **** shit ain't fair

And that bitch wanna slide, I wouldn't even dare

Wait, **** you broke, where the fuck is yo racks at?

He at the school then we taking his backpack

You got a blick ****, bitch imma snatch that

Hoe I don't want yo IG gimme yo Snapchat

Gimme yo shit cuz I need it

Michael Jackson told em beat it

**** don't kill shit he on the internet we finna pull up on him then delete em

Aye, you think that I give a fuck? Bitch you must be stupid

Aye, took his shit like give it up, now I'm finna go use it

That's yo blick, gimme that shit

That's yo bitch, gimme that shit

Beam on the blick, how would I miss?

White bitch and she call me a prick

Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah (It's too hot!)

It's too hot in here

I got yo bitch and yo mom in here

I gotta chop with a dot in here

I gotta shoot at the opps in here

I'm with my dog like it's Chop in here

I want that brah she a thot in here

Ight let's turn this shit up

I'm with you bitch we fuckin' shit up

She got my dick, she suckin' it up

I'm on the beat, I'm fuckin' it up

You don't want know what I got in the truck

You don't want know what I got in the back of the car

Speak out of line then I'm smackin' yo jaw

Fuckin' yo bitch yeah I'm grabbin' her paw

Keep talkin' shit imma send him to God

Keep talkin' shit imma send you to heaven, I'm black in this bitch but I'm not in The Seven

Talk shit to these **** and bitches like Kevin

Red dot like he workin' at 7/11

Red dot at that **** head call him Patel

He tried to run but he tripped and he fell

Yo bitch she want me she under a spell

Cuffin' that bitch like she just did a felony

Gucci cologne, she like the smell of me

She hit my phone, yeah she know well of me

I put the K to his dome like a spelling bee

Broke ass **** riding 'round in an Elegy

Ooo that's yo bitch, gimme dat shit

Is that yo car? gimme that whip

I ride around with a K on my hip

Bullets they kiss you they touching yo lip

Who dem **** is? Where dem **** at?

Drake hit him in the back, tryna run a lap, pussy **** this ain't track

**** I don't even smoke, but he talking smack, so he getting turned to a pack

Huh? Treat that lil bitch like an iPhone, if you pull up yo shit getting cracked

Heard that fuck **** all in the news

I heard that boy tryna shoot

I heard they pussy as hell

Like why in the fuck would I fuck with you

Why in the fuck would you hang with them pussy ass **** so now yo ass gon have to Dump with them

Don't try to send me yo music, I'll tell you it's ass, I swear yo shit really suck ****