[Intro: Jasiah] Hold up, shit, hold up, shit, hold up Hold up, shit, hold up, shit, hold up Hold up, shit, hold up, ayy Yeah, ayy (Dwilly make it weird, go)
[Verse 1: Jasiah] Bitch, your ass done 'cause I got time, lil' bitch (Bitch) They don't like my sound 'cause in your mind it don't make sense Don't forget this sound because this shit intense (Yeah) Don't got no friends, but I need a place to fit Don't face the real 'cause I can see straight through your lens (Pussy) Can't match my energy, I swear it make you sick I'm too sick, low health You want smoke, inhale Pussy tried to fight me but you won't prevail
[Chorus: Jasiah] You said you don't like me, but I'll check you just like Nike, uh My niggas not fighting, but they'll shoot you just like Spike Lee, uh I'll punch you in your lip until it swell and look like Kylie, uh Beat your ass, I'll beat your ass then put you on a white tee, uh
[Verse 2: Lil Darkie] A, B, C, D, E, F, G All of you can suck my dick One, two, three bitches on me All of them have sucked my dick I got on a plain white tee I wish that it had your pic on it, that would fill me with glee That would make me so happy H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P All of my niggas are gettin' paid with me Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen Racks in the pockets of my jeans Q, R, S, nigga, T, U, V I put a Quaalude in codeine W, X, bitch, Y and Z Uh, Spider Gang just get to that green
[Chorus: Jasiah] You said you don't like me, but I'll check you just like Nike, uh My niggas not fighting, but they'll shoot you just like Spike Lee, uh I'll punch you in your lip until it swell and look like Kylie, uh Beat your ass, I'll beat your ass then put you on a white tee, uh
[Verse 3: Jasiah] I just descend into madness, uh Count all this money, forget all the sadness (Yeah) I got a bitch and I'm breakin' her back [?] got her motherfuckin' mad and (Haha) I'm in that bitch and she tell me who that is (Baow, baow) Skeet in her eye, eye, aye-aye captain Fuckin' with me, put a hole in your chest Bitch ass nigga, you look just like Raditz And I'm tryna get this money, but I know it's all the same All these niggas play like Able, but they know they really Cane (Ew) You ain't- You ain't got no flavor, bitch, you taste like Raising Cane's (Gang) If your mental stable, then I know that you ain't gang Know that you ain't gang Know that- know that you ain't gang Know that you ain't gang
[Chorus: Jasiah] You said you don't like me, but I'll check you just like Nike, uh My niggas not fighting, but they'll shoot you just like Spike Lee, uh I'll punch you in your lip until it swell and look like Kylie, uh Beat your ass, I'll beat your ass then put you on a white tee, uhTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
