[Part I: Orbital 2]
[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, go (Rrr-rrr-rrr, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Go, ayy (Real Murda Worth shit I'm talkin' 'bout)
We already know what you gon' say (You know how the fuck I'm rockin')
Ayy, he gon', he gon' say Jace a snitch (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
He gon' say Jace ain't on shit, Jace ain't never did shit (Go, go, go)
And that's cool, 'cause we still on that (Go, ayy)
[Verse]
I'm lookin' confused 'cause who in the fuck did you slump?
This shit might be for the views (Ayy), I'm keeping it cool for the fans, I see you, then, boy, I'm attacking you
Every time you talk 'bout bodies, gang just wanna clap at you
Free Cujo, nigga, he laugh at you
Talkin' my shit, bitch, I'm back at it (Back at it)
You need to go back to soccer practice
Fuck Jace, that boy be with the rat pack, we know he ain't with no action (Action)
And you knew I wanna get you touched for that shit that you said 'bout that boy who killed himself on accident
Look at your numbers, lil' nigga, the underground been lеft your stupid dumb ass in the past tense
Evеry time a rapper try me, I'm doin' a million (Bitch), a million (A million)
I'm doin' numbers when I rap and stream, you fell off harder than JiDion
We already know what that boy finna say about me, I don't think it's different no more
Okay, cool, you wanna fuck my BMs, ooh
I'm so scared of him, he's the ruler
Five-point-seven on me, it'll do ya
Cujo be eager to shoot ya
Okay, cool, you blew up first, somehow still lose
Blew up first and you ain't doing no views
Don't bring up no "Goose Creek" shit, fuck Clarence, lil' boy, this between me and you
I just put a Reverence billboard in Goose Creek, facts, all facts, nigga
I know you say you gon' shoot me (Bitch, rrr), that's cap 'cause you wack, nigga (Cap, ayy)
I'm T'd up, what more in the fuck could you say about me? "He a rat and an old-ass dad"
This finna heat up, say he in the street, but we got it in 4K, a young nigga beatin' your ass
Say fuck Jace and he ain't with the gang, that lil' nigga 6ix9ine
Been a while since we seen your name, you fell off, I think it's time
Talkin' 'bout niggas that ain't mean to kill theyself, bitch, you should've killed yourself
That lil' boy fell off, but it's nobody fault, lil' nigga, you killed yourself
Woah (What?), woah (What?), lil' nigga, you killed yourself
Woah (Woah, what?), woah (What?), you should've killed yourself
Woah (What?), that's it? (Woah)
Bitch, I think I'm orbital, ooh (Woah, woah, what?)
Bitch, I think I'm orb—
[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, go (Rrr-rrr-rrr, bitch, bitch, bitch)
Go, ayy (Real Murda Worth shit I'm talkin' 'bout)
We already know what you gon' say (You know how the fuck I'm rockin')
Ayy, he gon', he gon' say Jace a snitch (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
He gon' say Jace ain't on shit, Jace ain't never did shit (Go, go, go)
And that's cool, 'cause we still on that (Go, ayy)
[Verse]
I'm lookin' confused 'cause who in the fuck did you slump?
This shit might be for the views (Ayy), I'm keeping it cool for the fans, I see you, then, boy, I'm attacking you
Every time you talk 'bout bodies, gang just wanna clap at you
Free Cujo, nigga, he laugh at you
Talkin' my shit, bitch, I'm back at it (Back at it)
You need to go back to soccer practice
Fuck Jace, that boy be with the rat pack, we know he ain't with no action (Action)
And you knew I wanna get you touched for that shit that you said 'bout that boy who killed himself on accident
Look at your numbers, lil' nigga, the underground been lеft your stupid dumb ass in the past tense
Evеry time a rapper try me, I'm doin' a million (Bitch), a million (A million)
I'm doin' numbers when I rap and stream, you fell off harder than JiDion
We already know what that boy finna say about me, I don't think it's different no more
Okay, cool, you wanna fuck my BMs, ooh
I'm so scared of him, he's the ruler
Five-point-seven on me, it'll do ya
Cujo be eager to shoot ya
Okay, cool, you blew up first, somehow still lose
Blew up first and you ain't doing no views
Don't bring up no "Goose Creek" shit, fuck Clarence, lil' boy, this between me and you
I just put a Reverence billboard in Goose Creek, facts, all facts, nigga
I know you say you gon' shoot me (Bitch, rrr), that's cap 'cause you wack, nigga (Cap, ayy)
I'm T'd up, what more in the fuck could you say about me? "He a rat and an old-ass dad"
This finna heat up, say he in the street, but we got it in 4K, a young nigga beatin' your ass
Say fuck Jace and he ain't with the gang, that lil' nigga 6ix9ine
Been a while since we seen your name, you fell off, I think it's time
Talkin' 'bout niggas that ain't mean to kill theyself, bitch, you should've killed yourself
That lil' boy fell off, but it's nobody fault, lil' nigga, you killed yourself
Woah (What?), woah (What?), lil' nigga, you killed yourself
Woah (Woah, what?), woah (What?), you should've killed yourself
Woah (What?), that's it? (Woah)
Bitch, I think I'm orbital, ooh (Woah, woah, what?)
Bitch, I think I'm orb—
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