[Verse 1]
I'm tired of bitches, with this internet shit
Y’all ain't never outside, y'all don’t never do shit
Next bitch flex bands, next bitch getting stripped
Over my big sis, I done let it drip
You bitches posting with them guns but, y'all don't ever pop shit
How you a shooter bitch, but you ain't never shot shit
I'm really outside with that strap, set tripping
Bitch you on the net with that strap, net tripping
And you n***as ain't worth 30K, ain't no point to line you up and show them n***as where you lay
You n***as ain't worth 30K, ain’t no point to line you up and show them n***as where you stay
Lil paranoid, fuck n***a
I’ma line you up for what n***a
I'm a 5 star bitch, you n***as is some 5 star tricks
You n***as is some 5 star tricks
I’m a 5 star bitch, you n***as is some 5 star tricks
You n***as is some 5 star tricks
Aye B, let em know was good, pussy so good, had him speakin' on his hood
Aye B, let em know was good, he wanted to [?], so we told him it was good
And you bangin on yo dead n***a now he blowing up
Cause you said you was gon slap me but, I never got touched
Yea, y'all was saying y'all was brothers but over me
Y’all was finna smoke each other
Had them n***as choosing us and they knew y'all right before me
You bitches from they hood, they supposed too be your homies
How you let an opp bitch pull up with your brodie?
You bitches made statuses but, wasn't getting on me
Let that shit drip and ain't nobody drip on me
Y'all blood cousins tried to pass me they .40
Ain't no bitch out here co-signing for me
These hourly donations got my pockets looking holy
Yea and if my sister fading a bitch, I'm gon line it up with whoever came with the bitch
[Transcribed from released version. Demo lyrics are likely differed]
[Chorus]
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)
Line it up (line it up)

[Verse 2]
Bitch knock it off you been got stripped
Took the bitch phone and her bucket got flipped
Heard Mudda was pulling up so they all pulled off
And don't square up with me cause you know I'm letting off
Yeah, I ain't turning shit down in here, any bitch can run it like it's Chris Brown in here
Legs crossed looking real bust down in here like, let me
Sit my lil pretty ass down somewhere
How y'all running y'all mouths, is how i had y'all running
You flexing other people shit to try to match I'm coming bitch you ain't ready for the shit I'm on
Broke bitch probably need a loan
Haan, Facts, ain't no bitch let it drip on me and that's fact
Ain't no bitch let it drip on me and that's fact
Ain't no bitch let it drip on me and that's fact
Real rap all facts, I clap first don't nobody clap back
Real rap all facts, I clap first don't nobody clap back
Real rap all facts, I clap first don't nobody clap back
Real rap all facts, I clap first don't nobody clap back
[Outro]
Yea, I wasn't put on this world for you bitches too like me
Y'all don't know whether y'all want too eat my pussy or fight me
Ha, nerd, you ain't ready for the shit I'm on
Yea, broke bitch probably need a loan
Yea, broke bitch probably need a loan
Yea, you ain't ready for the shit I'm on
You ain't ready for the shit I'm on
Ha, broke bitch, broke bitch, probably need a loan
Yea, broke bitch probably need a loan
Yea, you ain't ready for the shit I'm on
You ain't ready for the shit I'm on
Ha, broke bitch, broke bitch probably need a loan