I just killed your bro, that was some get back
Bitch I bring the pole, shoot up your kick back
Yeah, that boy wanna troll I get his shit clapped
Talkin' down boy, just like Chris you get a big slap
(Uh, oh, Richard)
Huh, they tryna jugg like me but I been did that
Bitch I'm up in London just like dig that
I don't run no Jordans boy these big gats
Huh, tryna rup up on me, push your shit back, whoa
How much I spend on my shoes, just like 5k
If he rollin' five deep we got five K's
My lil' shooter, he don't miss, hit that guy face
I'ma crash that lil' boy like "Hey you gon' die mate"
(Yeah, ah) You gon' fuckin' die
Ha, bitch I'm smokin' gas, I'm so fuckin' fried
If you not brodie then you blocked, please don't waste my time
If that lil' boy tryna diss I just say the line
I just killed your bro, that was some get back
Bitch I bring the pole, shoot up your kick back
Yeah, that boy wanna troll I get his shit clapped
Talkin' down boy, just like Chris you get a big slap
(Uh, oh, Richard)
Huh, they tryna jugg like me but I been did that
Bitch I'm up in London just like dig that
I don't run no Jordans but these big gats
Huh, tryna rup up on me, push your shit back, whoa