(AFFLICTED)

(AFFLICTED is the gang)

(U-u-uh) I can't let it go (U-uh)

First place bitch, they gon' see me at the show (Oh)

And they all want the sauce but I can't let 'em know (U-uh)

Now I'm on top, they gon' blow up my phone (Uh)

I can't trust a ho, nah

I can't let it go (U-uh)

First place bitch , they gon' see me at the show (U-uh)

And they all want the sauce but, I can't let 'em know (U-uh)

Now I'm on top, they gon' blow up my phone (Uh)

I can't trust a ho, nah

(E-e-eh) You said you want fight, but you run away (E-e-e-eh)

Bitch, I'm wit' isai and we're fucking gay

(afflicted) That's the gang, we gon' let it spray

Feel like crusafix, I pull wit' a blade (U-uh)

Bitch, I'm never gon' stop

Why you hatin'? Why you always on my cock? (U-u-uh)

Bitch, I'm never gon' stop

I don't get it, why are they still tryna talk?

You can stop that

See his head I stomp that

Take a picture, it won't long last

(Uh-uh-uh) This-this my fall back

Got my phone on DND, I won't call back

Tryna run away-ayy-ayy, Ima catch him

Choppa let it bang-ang-ang, we attacked him

(Uh-uh-uh-uh) We attacked him

(Uh-uh-uh-uh) Ima catch him

We gon' make that pussy run 'cause we next up

He gon' flee the scene 'cause he know that we gon' catch 'em

Don't know what it means when we say that shit gon' rest up

True on my jeans so you know that bitch, we are flexed up

Target shit all on me, you behind the screen

C-clip that to his face, when we gonna meet?

(Uh-uh-uh-uh) what the fuck is wrong with me?

(Uh-uh-uh-uh) We don't really give a fuck

In my money going up, they can't pause that

I'm wit' isai and you know we countin' more racks

You fumbled a bag, better fall back

She asked me if I love her, I said fuck that

I can't let it go (U-uh)

First place bitch, they gon' see me at the show (Oh)

And they all want the sauce but I can't let 'em know (U-uh)

Now I'm on top, they gon' blow up my phone (Uh)

I can't trust a ho, nah

I can't let it go (U-uh)

First place bitch , they gon' see me at the show (U-uh)

And they all want the sauce but, I can't let 'em know (U-uh)

Now I'm on top, they gon' blow up my phone (Uh)

I can't trust a ho, nah