Hell nah, I don't wanna hear your diss
I just spent two bands on Rick
Heard her heart, I gotta fix that
MMY with the Rich, they mix match (mix match)
I get my lick back, he get popped like a Tic-Tac (Tic)
And her tongue goin' zig-zag
We gon' bring 'em guns, like give'em hell
Yeah, hell yeah, uh
Yeah, hell yeah, uh
Yeah, hell yeah
And I move the pack through the mail (yeah)
And this gas good enough to sell, yeah
He tryna be like us and I can tell, yeah
He tryna be like like us, but that boy failed, yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh-uh-uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh-uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh-uh, yeah, hell yeah
(Ayy, ayy, yeah, yeah)
I'm 5'7, I stand on my money, I'm tall
And no, I don't hoop, but I swear I could ball
And no, I don't love you, girl, I ain't fall
She do her lil' shuffle, she do the futsal (futsal)
I ain't leavin' no witness, don't care what you saw
Promise I used to be broke
But now that I'm up, I'ma Balenciaga it all (all)
I could take you to Pluto
Promise you gon' keep it true, though
When I'm older, buy a two-door
Or a four
I got some money, but I want some more
We up, tell 'em check the score (yeah)
Hit my phone, you gon' get ignored
Scored on a pint, pharmacy galore (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop)
Hell nah, I don't wanna hear your diss
I just spent two bands on Rick
Hurt her heart, I gotta fix that
MMY with the Rick, they mix match (Mix match)
I get my lick back (lick back)
He get popped like a Tic-Tac (Tic-Tac)
And her tongue goin' zig-zag
We gon' bring 'em guns out, give 'em hell
Yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
And I move the pack through the mail (yeah)
And this gas good enough to sell, yeah
He tryna be like us and I can tell, yeah (PinkGrillz)
He tried to be like us, but that boy failed, yeah
Uh, yeah, hell yeah
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