[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, yeah
We 'bout to pop that boy like a Xan
Hell no, cut that shit, hell no
Shut the fuck— Shut the fuck up, my n***a (What the fuck?)
Ayy, n***as be gay for real twin, im n***as—
FifteenHundred
Jay, remember this beef? Ayy (Shut the the fuck up)

[Verse 1: Slump6s]
Jay didn't really wanna be with somebody, seriously, 'cause he really had to
Pussy ass n***a, really in his feelings, I'm really starting to really question what the dash do
What if I wanted to told all of these n***as that you was a felon, would I be the bad dude?
Ayy, Slay, when you remember you was out simpin' for Kash, I don't think she would let you smash dude
Why do you think all these n***as stop fuckin' with you? You a crybaby, keep it a hunnid
You not is a part of the gang, lil' boy, you gotta stop false reppin on '1500
And Slay, remember when you fought a girl? I'm still surprised she let you standin'
Ayy, Jay, don't think that you low, I remember when yo' mom kicked you out for scammin'

[Verse 2: Slump6s]
Say you 'bout that shit, lil' n***a, come prove some
Fat ass n***a need a salad man he need a crouton
Ash into my phone, say "Girl what you want?"
Slayer wear the same clothes like every day (Stank bitch!)
N***a got noticed by dc then scared him away
[?] I'm not talkin' 'bout this shit
[?] I'm not talkin' bout yo' way
Fuck this bullshit, I only use this shit as bait
[Verse 3: Slump6s]
N***a said he ain't cared about a [?], look at they way you actin'
N***a be eatin' all the fuckin' food [?]
[?]
N***a, Jay [?]

[Verse 4: BabySantana]
Ayy, ayy
We finna lock him up, he a criminal
N***a talk down, but it's finna get critical
Slump gon' go down, choppa fuck up his visual
Fat n***a actin' like his ass invisible
Wanna be 1500 but you lost me
Who the fuck finna stop me? Lawsy?
I'm would kill yo fatass, but yo ghost finna haunt me
N***a a cry baby, he got beat by his mommy
[?] that n***a look like a zombie
N***a so broke, that n***a rockin' [?]
[?] on some Takis
Thats the sound of yo' mom eatin' me up
Jay be scammin' for some [?]
We finna put his ass on [?]

[Verse 5: BabySantana]
Say you 'bout that shit, lil' n***a, come prove some
[?] off inside the building, we need to remove some
[?]
[?]
[Outro: BabySantana]
Fuck, I ran out of time, um, yeah I ran out of time
So I'ma just go to export this bitch
Um, but uh, yeah, uh
Say you 'bout that shit, come prove some, yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn it down, turn it down, alright, let me get this bitch gone