Break tha News ​wonder

[Intro]
Uh, yeah, tell you that's your bitch textin' me
Hit up that fuckboy if he keep talkin' 'bout pressin' me
Where that fuckboy from? He must be located off of Sesame
Your new shit ain't impressin' me, your bitch certain 'bout textin' me

[Chorus]
I'm thinking 'bout cutting up
We gon' pull up on 'em, we gon' fuck 'em up
That boy looking like a geek
I'm thinking bout rushing on him with a button-up, shit
I'm tryna get my cousin up and these bitches might be fuckin' us
She don't really gotta get up out the crib, oh damn, really talkin' 'bout suckin' somethin', yeah
Break the news, I don't idolize my boys
That's some broke junkies in that dumb music
Man, that shit ain't even really noise for real
Fuck, bitch, I'm getting up, ho
I'm gon' pull up on you in the Royce, see me
Bet you pull up and then they breaking knees, got 'em feeling like a bag of Roy, yeah
I just got a brand new toy, yeah
Now you fuckin' with the boy, yeah
Now y'all wanna act cool when I was up on Twitter peepin' noise
Fuckboy, you a bitch, yeah, I hope you get destroyed
And your bitch breath really stank, she a certified freakazoid, yeah

[Verse]
Boy comin' out the cage, yeah
What the fuck made you rage? Yeah
I pull up on them in a new Mercedes
But that boy pumpin' on the breaks, yeah
Yeah, I walk in, empty safe
That fuckboy a piece of cake, tch
I pull up and I'm breakin' in
I won't give you nothin', I take, uh