[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
And I got opps, some more opps, they all wanna see me fall
Boy, you from a private school, man, you don't know nothing at all
You got sophisticated education, now you say you in the ends, shit
Come with me just for an hour and I'll show you how to bend shit
And I'm funky like a monkey, I like monkeys, yeah, the animal
She eatin' up my meat, yeah, that bitch a fuckin' cannibal
You get silenced like a lamb, call me motherfucking Hannibal
Me and you, boy? Oh, we are not comparable, that's terrible
And I'm sippin' on that purple purple, lookin' like a Fruit Shoot
Booked a crib in Hay-on-Wye and now I'm away from the doot-doots
I'm away from all the gang shit, I can finally relax
But thеy pulled up with the choppa and shot man in the back
And it's rеally, really RJ, and he's living life like this
He's living by the opps and every motherfucker talking shit
If they wanna talk all that then let's just leave 'em in a pit
'Cause they talking shit 'bout RJ, time to learn your lesson, bitch
And I keep it up when I go
Got a bad bitch who only really cares about flow
She heard my album and she said it was okay
Then she listened to DaBaby and she motherfuckin' came
Get out my way, boy, you finna pay, boy
What you gon' say, boy? Get out my lane boy
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah (Mmh, mmh)
And we from the hood, we keep it low-low
We shooting up the opps, yeah, in slow-mo
We creeping up your block, tippy toes-toes
They ask if I'm a rapper, "Yeah, for sho-sho"
And I got opps, some more opps, they all wanna see me fall
Boy, you from a private school, man, you don't know nothing at all
You got sophisticated education, now you say you in the ends, shit
Come with me just for an hour and I'll show you how to bend shit
And I'm funky like a monkey, I like monkeys, yeah, the animal
She eatin' up my meat, yeah, that bitch a fuckin' cannibal
You get silenced like a lamb, call me motherfucking Hannibal
Me and you, boy? Oh, we are not comparable, that's terrible
And I'm sippin' on that purple purple, lookin' like a Fruit Shoot
Booked a crib in Hay-on-Wye and now I'm away from the doot-doots
I'm away from all the gang shit, I can finally relax
But thеy pulled up with the choppa and shot man in the back
And it's rеally, really RJ, and he's living life like this
He's living by the opps and every motherfucker talking shit
If they wanna talk all that then let's just leave 'em in a pit
'Cause they talking shit 'bout RJ, time to learn your lesson, bitch
And I keep it up when I go
Got a bad bitch who only really cares about flow
She heard my album and she said it was okay
Then she listened to DaBaby and she motherfuckin' came
Get out my way, boy, you finna pay, boy
What you gon' say, boy? Get out my lane boy
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah (Mmh, mmh)
And we from the hood, we keep it low-low
We shooting up the opps, yeah, in slow-mo
We creeping up your block, tippy toes-toes
They ask if I'm a rapper, "Yeah, for sho-sho"
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