Me and my bestie gon' run up in his house

Tie him up, put the blade to his mouth

Cry like a b*tch, he think he 'bout to get out

No he not, we gon' show him what it's 'bout

Me and my bestie gon' run up in his house

Tie him up, put the blade to his mouth

Cry like a b*tch, he think he 'bout to get out

No he not, we gon' show him what it's 'bout

Woah, ah

Woah, ah

Woah, ah

Woah, ah

B*tch hit me up, when you finna hit me back?

I don't like you anymore, you had your chance

I'ma fight you, chopper make her do her dance

B*tch, stop telling people that you f*cking know me

You don't, I don't f*ck with you, you not my f*cking homie

Quit hitting me up, what you tryna show me?

I moved on, lil b*tch, why are you so lonely?

Me and my besite gon' run up in his house

Tie him up, put the blade to his mouth

Cry like a b*tch, he think he 'bout to get out

No he not, we gon' show him what it's 'bout

Me and my bestie gon' run up in his house

Tie him up, put the blade to his mouth

Cry like a b*tch, he think he 'bout to get out

No he not, we gon' show him what it's 'bout

Hate this b*tch guts, I am not an incel

I be chilling, chilling in Hell

Smokin' on that fed pack, inhale

Free my cousins, 'cause they in jail

Woah, ah

Woah, ah

Woah, ah

Woah, ah

Oh sh*t!

Ohh