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

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Uh yeah hell yeah

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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