[Intro: Kyle Richh, Jah woo]
Ahhh!
Baow
The fuck?
KR!
Never ran in my life and that's word to my dead (Ahhh!)
Fuck (Ahhh!)
Bitch, enough is enough (Ahhh!)
[Verse 1/Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Oh they got me on bad time, skii mask in the back of a whip (Ahhh!)
With a thumb and a couple of fours why the fuck is he running like I ain't even flick (Ahhh!)
F-fuck being friends I ain't chilling with dudes who ain't ready to bend
4100 its 41 knocka's w-we really been on a million
(Ahhh!)
On a million missions
Lil' fresha got beat tryna get up some chicken (Ahhh!)
Yus gz go spin and get out of the kitchen
And lil bloodie stop capping your music is [?] (Ahhh!)
Told bro, creep through bend twice with the opps everybody went missing (Ahhh!)
F-fuck it I'm spinning again, spinning and spinning like shit repetition (What the fuck)
Oh he tryna get close
[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
Bitch I get money can tell by my clothes
Still on timing when I go to shows
Bitch I go to hell and come back for my bro's
Put the G in the back of the [?] I told SV to pick up the pace
Would y'all really might go on a chase, like 4100 hold different weight
How they dissing they know where to find us?
How they dissing them niggas behind us?
Like how they dissing them niggas got lined up, get off my dick this is just a reminder
D's on my block but I'm just tryna relax, like KR clip that knocka
Like aight bet, Ima find em
He tryna push up we put him in [?]
Bitch, oh they thought I was bugging
4zz ontop we don't do this for clout
Ahhh!
Baow
The fuck?
KR!
Never ran in my life and that's word to my dead (Ahhh!)
Fuck (Ahhh!)
Bitch, enough is enough (Ahhh!)
[Verse 1/Chorus: Kyle Richh]
Oh they got me on bad time, skii mask in the back of a whip (Ahhh!)
With a thumb and a couple of fours why the fuck is he running like I ain't even flick (Ahhh!)
F-fuck being friends I ain't chilling with dudes who ain't ready to bend
4100 its 41 knocka's w-we really been on a million
(Ahhh!)
On a million missions
Lil' fresha got beat tryna get up some chicken (Ahhh!)
Yus gz go spin and get out of the kitchen
And lil bloodie stop capping your music is [?] (Ahhh!)
Told bro, creep through bend twice with the opps everybody went missing (Ahhh!)
F-fuck it I'm spinning again, spinning and spinning like shit repetition (What the fuck)
Oh he tryna get close
[Verse 2: Jenn Carter]
Bitch I get money can tell by my clothes
Still on timing when I go to shows
Bitch I go to hell and come back for my bro's
Put the G in the back of the [?] I told SV to pick up the pace
Would y'all really might go on a chase, like 4100 hold different weight
How they dissing they know where to find us?
How they dissing them niggas behind us?
Like how they dissing them niggas got lined up, get off my dick this is just a reminder
D's on my block but I'm just tryna relax, like KR clip that knocka
Like aight bet, Ima find em
He tryna push up we put him in [?]
Bitch, oh they thought I was bugging
4zz ontop we don't do this for clout
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