[Intro]
(We gon' be okay)
[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, God damn, think I got too high
I told baby, "I eat humans"
Fuck these fascists, I got Jew ties
I died once, yeah, I got two lives
[Post-Chorus]
They be mad ’cause I got cool rhyme
Double cup shit got my soul tied
You ain't gon' touch shit ’cause you know you gon' die
Bro had a .15, yeah, I had a .45 (Flrr)
I got a .50, yeah, had it the whole time
I rock Tuss' and Act', yeah, if that ho come sealed
Yeah, cuz' he got the TEC, and this lil' ho got the .9
We pop out at night just like the Navy Seals
[Verse]
Ayy, niggas want a lil' feat', but that shit inflated (Squash beef)
Yuh, I had to squash the beef, yeah, shit so crazy (Squash beef)
Yuh, everything very formal, now on the edge, shh
She all in my money, I don’t give her that
You call me a hater, I am a nigga whole wave, ha
I was counting 1837, yeah, that shit so strange
Double back blunt, yeah, I had to bare it, ’cause shit got me hazy
Switch on the Glock, yeah, bro got the levers, been thumbing that bitch at faces
Send a nigga home in a basket, send a nigga home in closed casket
I gotta drop some on they back, I'm tryna make that do gymnastics
Bitches be fake, yeah, made of plastic
Take that filter off, you catfish
That makeup off, you catfish
Tryna link up, you get whacked quick
(We gon' be okay)
[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, God damn, think I got too high
I told baby, "I eat humans"
Fuck these fascists, I got Jew ties
I died once, yeah, I got two lives
[Post-Chorus]
They be mad ’cause I got cool rhyme
Double cup shit got my soul tied
You ain't gon' touch shit ’cause you know you gon' die
Bro had a .15, yeah, I had a .45 (Flrr)
I got a .50, yeah, had it the whole time
I rock Tuss' and Act', yeah, if that ho come sealed
Yeah, cuz' he got the TEC, and this lil' ho got the .9
We pop out at night just like the Navy Seals
[Verse]
Ayy, niggas want a lil' feat', but that shit inflated (Squash beef)
Yuh, I had to squash the beef, yeah, shit so crazy (Squash beef)
Yuh, everything very formal, now on the edge, shh
She all in my money, I don’t give her that
You call me a hater, I am a nigga whole wave, ha
I was counting 1837, yeah, that shit so strange
Double back blunt, yeah, I had to bare it, ’cause shit got me hazy
Switch on the Glock, yeah, bro got the levers, been thumbing that bitch at faces
Send a nigga home in a basket, send a nigga home in closed casket
I gotta drop some on they back, I'm tryna make that do gymnastics
Bitches be fake, yeah, made of plastic
Take that filter off, you catfish
That makeup off, you catfish
Tryna link up, you get whacked quick
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