We saw you hop out a taxi damn normally that wouldn't bother us

But show the receipt to that chain ****

shit sum ain't adding up

We make a pussy **** bleed he might need start padding up

They ask you bout yo plan B but never thought of asking us

I think they know the difference between us

Diamond boy with no one topping

And "I just do this for a hobby"

You sound stupid **** stop it

I'm so P I make a hit and might not even fucking drop it

On the mic I talk my shit coz in real life I fucking pop it

I know my brothers got me

The gas on me exotic

I hit that bitch like twice

And now she’s crying for her b b b body

We fell out

All of the times that we bailed out

I would do a bitch so low

You put your all into the beat but can’t blow

**** running up discrete I scan those

I’m into fucking up these beats like bangbros

Damaged up again I can’t throw

I promise im under the light I can’t fold

Bitch, FNE winning again

RMG on the side and we scheming again

I was lost and rebuttal I feel it again

Boy I swear Imma ride this whole shit to the end

When I hop on a beat I don’t need bpm

Onna field im defending the bros cdm

She feigning again

Broke shawty back in the back of the v tryna see me again

Look

She taking a pill like we inna matrix

Bought her a rose now she tryna play tricks

Face it I been great since grade six

Can’t beef with a **** don’t know they basics

I break the law don’t care what the case is

Fuck with ya shawty she got some great tits

Roll up a blunt we get high like spaceships She play hard to get I don’t got the patience

Blow this bitch up like I got a bazooka

My heart made of stone cause I dated medusa

I needa african baddie yoruba

They needa know bout the team in Bermuda