[Intro: tana & PVO E]
I'ma tell y'all what I said, bro, he's versatile
He's most likely to really blow up, very fast
And very soon because he's versatile
Um, he can do anything on any beat, bro
(Fuck goin' on, maajins?)
(Fuck you, mudd, haha)
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
[Chorus: tana]
I-I-I-I-I'm wit' my twin, finna blow me a bag up in Louis then go cop a crib on the North side
1500, that's the gang, no, I cannot switch on my brothers, lil' bro, stay on your side
Shawty be speakin' a whole 'nother language, she say that Santana not human, of course not
We finna put that lil' boy in the grave, and if he makе a sound, then he gettin' his corpsе shot
Shawty said, "tana, you socially anti?" And I told her, "No, girl, I'm antisocial"
I-I-I-I-I don't like bein' 'round people sometimes, so the public keep sayin' I'm anti-local
Shawty told me that she keep gettin' wet, like, every time that she hear my vocals
Pull out my chopper, I'm shootin' at you and your gang 'til that chopper start jammin', it's over
[Verse 1: tana]
She say that she from Jamaica, so I switch it up for a second and put on the bongos
I feel like Dami 'cause I take your shawty and put in that work, I ain't talkin' trabajo
If he want smoke, then we light up his Honda Civic like that boy had a ride through Chicago
He talkin' down so I call up my brothers to shoot that lil' boy with the whole semi-auto
I'ma tell y'all what I said, bro, he's versatile
He's most likely to really blow up, very fast
And very soon because he's versatile
Um, he can do anything on any beat, bro
(Fuck goin' on, maajins?)
(Fuck you, mudd, haha)
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, woah, woah
[Chorus: tana]
I-I-I-I-I'm wit' my twin, finna blow me a bag up in Louis then go cop a crib on the North side
1500, that's the gang, no, I cannot switch on my brothers, lil' bro, stay on your side
Shawty be speakin' a whole 'nother language, she say that Santana not human, of course not
We finna put that lil' boy in the grave, and if he makе a sound, then he gettin' his corpsе shot
Shawty said, "tana, you socially anti?" And I told her, "No, girl, I'm antisocial"
I-I-I-I-I don't like bein' 'round people sometimes, so the public keep sayin' I'm anti-local
Shawty told me that she keep gettin' wet, like, every time that she hear my vocals
Pull out my chopper, I'm shootin' at you and your gang 'til that chopper start jammin', it's over
[Verse 1: tana]
She say that she from Jamaica, so I switch it up for a second and put on the bongos
I feel like Dami 'cause I take your shawty and put in that work, I ain't talkin' trabajo
If he want smoke, then we light up his Honda Civic like that boy had a ride through Chicago
He talkin' down so I call up my brothers to shoot that lil' boy with the whole semi-auto
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