[Intro: Marrgielaa & Squillo]
I ain't gon' lie, bro, fuck TDF, bro
That nigga dickride, that nigga weird, bro, that nigga—, I don't know what the fuck goin'—goin' wrong with him, bro
He say he don't fuck with no prods, bro, that nigga be hating on every prod', bro
He hate on Boolymon, he hate on everyone, for no reason bro, he dickride everyone, your favorite prod a dickriding-ass nigga
He was so hurt that we got more likes than him, bro
He so hurt
He thought—He thought he had that clout, bro, hell no, bro, you got surpassed, bro
—bruh, these niggas turn into faggot bikers
Nah, nigga Ghost, he's Ghost, bro is really—Ghost
On me, he COD Ghost, ugly—ugly-ass mask, got a Hitler mask, bro
He clone way too much, he clone way too much
Bruh, these niggas be wantin' to be Carti bro, that shit buns, bruh
He wanna be Pierre, wanna be Ghost, like twin
Ay, ay, ay, ay, every—
I...
I-I love you
[Chorus]
Pulled up on this ho and I'm like, "Bitch, what's the news?"
I rock Rick O, bitch and I rock Balenciaga too
In this bitch with lil' T, know we huntin' for the loot
I might pour up the whole pint, I can't even get high off a deuce (Get high off it)
I feel like Sean Kingston... (Kingston...)
Ayy, where the juice? (Where the juice?)
Hop out, pull out Glock, turn to Scary Movie 2 (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
And this bitch wanna fuck, she already know what I do (Already know)
And I don't fuck with you, bro, don't even think that we cool
I ain't gon' lie, bro, fuck TDF, bro
That nigga dickride, that nigga weird, bro, that nigga—, I don't know what the fuck goin'—goin' wrong with him, bro
He say he don't fuck with no prods, bro, that nigga be hating on every prod', bro
He hate on Boolymon, he hate on everyone, for no reason bro, he dickride everyone, your favorite prod a dickriding-ass nigga
He was so hurt that we got more likes than him, bro
He so hurt
He thought—He thought he had that clout, bro, hell no, bro, you got surpassed, bro
—bruh, these niggas turn into faggot bikers
Nah, nigga Ghost, he's Ghost, bro is really—Ghost
On me, he COD Ghost, ugly—ugly-ass mask, got a Hitler mask, bro
He clone way too much, he clone way too much
Bruh, these niggas be wantin' to be Carti bro, that shit buns, bruh
He wanna be Pierre, wanna be Ghost, like twin
Ay, ay, ay, ay, every—
I...
I-I love you
[Chorus]
Pulled up on this ho and I'm like, "Bitch, what's the news?"
I rock Rick O, bitch and I rock Balenciaga too
In this bitch with lil' T, know we huntin' for the loot
I might pour up the whole pint, I can't even get high off a deuce (Get high off it)
I feel like Sean Kingston... (Kingston...)
Ayy, where the juice? (Where the juice?)
Hop out, pull out Glock, turn to Scary Movie 2 (Buh, buh, buh, buh)
And this bitch wanna fuck, she already know what I do (Already know)
And I don't fuck with you, bro, don't even think that we cool
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