Hell nah 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 my lick back lick back he 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 yeah hell yeah
Uh uh yeah hell yeah
Ayy 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
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
Hit my phone you gon' get ignored
Scored on a pint pharmacy galore bop bop bop bop bop
Hell nah 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 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
He tried to be like us but that boy failed yeah
Uh yeah hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
Hell yeah
