[Intro]
AXL
[Verse 1: Yung Miami]
Not nann' bitch in the world look like this (Nann’)
G5, hair wrapped up, pop a iced bottle of the Cris (Ah)
Bitch, I was really broke, fuck I look like tryna' go and diss? (Fuck I look like?)
Fuck I look like sendin' shots and not makin’ every hit? (Huh?)
Bitches gettin' shit confused, go and check the news
Pussy real tight, got a good squish
Fat lips only, got no lisp
Big AP on a small wrist
Coulda paid for it but I rather him (Yep)
Bitch, I'm on ten, keep the lights dim
Top notch bitch, far from a den (Bitch)
[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign, JT]
Yeah, look, step in the buildin', I walk through the—
She get wet when I talk to her (Yeah)
It's probably just me and like four shooters
Every bitch that I'm meetin', they all knew us (Yеah)
Every nigga you run with is all losers (Huh)
All this ice on my niggas likе we all jewelers
Bust a move and I'm orderin’ more movers
(Bust a move and I’m orderin' more movers)
Ah, yeah, ha, woo, woo, yeah, yeah, look
I get the drill done (Ah)
You niggas gon’ make me drill somethin'
Another nigga dead and I don't feel nothin' (Brrt, baow, haha)
Yeah, look, my niggas will pull up and kill somethin’ (Skrrt)
This is not a movie, this is real guns (Nah)
(This is not a movie, we got real guns, baow)
Huh, hop in the V (Skrrt)
Go to the hood and the topic is me
When I was down, I was broke but I told 'em I knew I'd be rich by the top of the week
Niggas is talkin' 'bout we alike, I'm like, "Nah, nigga, you just copyin' me"
Boy, I been outside for a long time, pussy, you just got in the streets (Ayy, ayy, City Girls shit, ah)
AXL
[Verse 1: Yung Miami]
Not nann' bitch in the world look like this (Nann’)
G5, hair wrapped up, pop a iced bottle of the Cris (Ah)
Bitch, I was really broke, fuck I look like tryna' go and diss? (Fuck I look like?)
Fuck I look like sendin' shots and not makin’ every hit? (Huh?)
Bitches gettin' shit confused, go and check the news
Pussy real tight, got a good squish
Fat lips only, got no lisp
Big AP on a small wrist
Coulda paid for it but I rather him (Yep)
Bitch, I'm on ten, keep the lights dim
Top notch bitch, far from a den (Bitch)
[Verse 2: Fivio Foreign, JT]
Yeah, look, step in the buildin', I walk through the—
She get wet when I talk to her (Yeah)
It's probably just me and like four shooters
Every bitch that I'm meetin', they all knew us (Yеah)
Every nigga you run with is all losers (Huh)
All this ice on my niggas likе we all jewelers
Bust a move and I'm orderin’ more movers
(Bust a move and I’m orderin' more movers)
Ah, yeah, ha, woo, woo, yeah, yeah, look
I get the drill done (Ah)
You niggas gon’ make me drill somethin'
Another nigga dead and I don't feel nothin' (Brrt, baow, haha)
Yeah, look, my niggas will pull up and kill somethin’ (Skrrt)
This is not a movie, this is real guns (Nah)
(This is not a movie, we got real guns, baow)
Huh, hop in the V (Skrrt)
Go to the hood and the topic is me
When I was down, I was broke but I told 'em I knew I'd be rich by the top of the week
Niggas is talkin' 'bout we alike, I'm like, "Nah, nigga, you just copyin' me"
Boy, I been outside for a long time, pussy, you just got in the streets (Ayy, ayy, City Girls shit, ah)
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