[Intro]
Ayy I'm 'bout to win this Trending Freestyle challenge right
But y'all can tell that pussy ass nigga he can keep his verse
I don't want it
You 'bout to get bodied by a nigga with a squeaky voice nigga
Haha
[Chorus]
You trending
You better not let me catch you slipping
We might just beat you out that Fendi
Bro bein' real don't cost a penny
These niggas hoes, that shit ridiculous
Bro where you from them niggas killin'
So really you can't be from Memphis
[Verse 1]
Opp shit, pop shit, yeah, I'm on some boss shit
Pulled up to the show, where MoneyBagg? he done got lost quick
You can ask every nigga in Orlando, MoneyBagg you a ho
Ask anyone you know, they'll tell you 'bout the show
We had a show, he didn't walk in the door
He had some pressure I didn't even know
Only fake niggas gon' get exposed
These street niggas stay out the road
Play with the bomb and we gon' explode
You don't want to see them opps at your door
Boy I thought you was a real nigga
You tried to pay not to see a nigga
Fuck you and every fan you got
You want smoke then we gon' fan it out
You want war, you better plan it out
I got choppers that I'm handing out
I thought you was just like me, nigga you ain't like me
You can have a hundred million followers but you don't have rank like me
Ayy I'm 'bout to win this Trending Freestyle challenge right
But y'all can tell that pussy ass nigga he can keep his verse
I don't want it
You 'bout to get bodied by a nigga with a squeaky voice nigga
Haha
[Chorus]
You trending
You better not let me catch you slipping
We might just beat you out that Fendi
Bro bein' real don't cost a penny
These niggas hoes, that shit ridiculous
Bro where you from them niggas killin'
So really you can't be from Memphis
[Verse 1]
Opp shit, pop shit, yeah, I'm on some boss shit
Pulled up to the show, where MoneyBagg? he done got lost quick
You can ask every nigga in Orlando, MoneyBagg you a ho
Ask anyone you know, they'll tell you 'bout the show
We had a show, he didn't walk in the door
He had some pressure I didn't even know
Only fake niggas gon' get exposed
These street niggas stay out the road
Play with the bomb and we gon' explode
You don't want to see them opps at your door
Boy I thought you was a real nigga
You tried to pay not to see a nigga
Fuck you and every fan you got
You want smoke then we gon' fan it out
You want war, you better plan it out
I got choppers that I'm handing out
I thought you was just like me, nigga you ain't like me
You can have a hundred million followers but you don't have rank like me
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