

Yeah (uh)
Turn me up, don’t turn it down
Hype me up,
don’t hype me down You don’t wanna hear the smoke
Bitch, I’m on that,
I had to go (yeah)
Like why you yelling on the mic?
Why you yelling on the mic?
Bet that shit it wasn’t right,
yeah
Bitch, I’m telling what is right,
yeah
Fought for a second then I had to go
(ha) Yeah Yeah Ha Uh
Bitch, I did that shit up,
make it pop for that shit up ’Bout a nigga going ghost
For a nigga who stole my whole flow
They said I couldn’t rap,
AI in my songs,
nigga I tell these niggas I’m about to drop bombs,
nigga (yeah)
Ha, hahaha, child,
and you know that’s right Like who the fuck you
call a rat?
Watch who the fuck you hanging with (hahaha)
If you
snitch, you not gon’ loco Talking ’bout,
nigga, any one of us would though Watch who the fuck you
hanging with (yeah)