YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES

Chop that down, now it looks like Deborah

They're both lay-lay like bro with them holders

Bro wants cake so he's hitting a lick

I told that jawn to leave me alone

Stop calling me on "No Caller", are you sick?

Stop saying the name, Kwamz, you're taking the mick

Never get paid if you don't take risks

And, my nigga love dip, dip, dip

He was out and about always taking trips

Love shaking me up but get mad when I fizz

I don't know why these boys wanna war with me

Since "Yo", bro, don't wanna start with me

He thinks that's he's better than me with the music?

He's taking ketamine, rassing trees

You ain't taking my place

And I can put that on anything

Bro, that's wallahi adeen

You don't wanna see bro S out the V

I don't wanna hear no talk, get on your knees

And I asked this shawty, "Why you gotta be so rude?"

You know that Kwamz ain't no regular dude

Been dishing out packs, that regular food

He's a bitch, can't fight, can't stick it and move

Bucked by the main ting, what do I do?

I can never take chat from the silliest yutes

They're been greasing waps from young

And they still wouldn't buss even if they had lube

Waving my arm, I ain't tryna say "Hey" (Nǐ Hǎo)

You know me, I never play games

I rap for the figs, I don't rap for the fame

My ting come slim with a back like Rae

Like a blind man, bro, I'm gonna bring out the cane

Like CB, I come with the newest of flames

Bop to the mo' like "Sorry, I'm late"

Love money, man, I do it for the green like Slade

Uh, uh

See me getting money, now she wanna take off clothes

Huh, I just got a check and then I pulled up in a Rolls

Huh, nigga, watch your tone before I go take out your ho

Huh, I ain't got a lot to say coz you know how it goes

Uh

Yurrr, hahah

Man are already in? Man, we're laive

Bro, studio's too hot, fam (word)

Aye listen

Is that the final one tho, when my tings not delayed?

Yeah

Say nothin'

(Waving my arm, I ain't tryna say "Hey")

(You know me, I never play games)

(I rap for the figs, I don't rap for the fame)

(My ting come slim with a back like Rae)

(Like a blind man, bro, I'm gonna bring out the cane) Hol' on

Ice on my neck like a freezer

(Ice on my neck like a freezer)