[Intro]
Austin

[Chorus]
N***a, I got so many hoes on me (Got hoes)
I got so many hoes on me
Got too many hoes on my phone
We gon' turn you into a T-Shirt
Lil' n***a, better be quiet
That n***a break bread, divided
Tell that ho, "Shut up," she lyin'
N***a, R.I.P. to JaviWrld
I'm allergic to these broke ass n***as, they gon' make me hurl (Bitch)
Lil' 289, he fuckin' on yo' girl
Fuck that ho, tell that bitch, "Bye-bye"
N***a, fuck HeyItsSky
I'm on a new wave and y'all n***as can't take
I'm goin' up but y'all n***as be gay

[Post-Chorus]
5 for 5, I hit a hundred percent of the damn time
And fuck them other guys, oh, fuck them bitch ass n***as, you with 289
I was like, "Woah, who thе fuck is this ho?" (Bitch)
She want me but not my homie
Shе callin' my homie, "Bro" (For real)
[Verse]
I know all my real n***as, they remember 2019 (For real)
N***as actin' like some snitches (Woo)
N***as was on my team
But that's some old, they 2022, they fans now
OTM countin' up all them bands now
Oh, lil' bitch, where the fuck yo' mans now?
Know these lil' racks gon' make a bitch dance, yeah
Ho mad that I'm cheated, I'm so sorry (Lil' bitch)
Not sorry, I don't wanna apologize to no thottie (Yeah)
N***a, why 12 so unfair?
Just go free my boy Ozzy (Free Oz)
On God, they in love with the way I'm doin' these tracks, oh my God (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
N***a, I got so many hoes on me (Got hoes)
I got so many hoes on me
Got too many hoes on my phone
We gon' turn you into a T-Shirt
Lil' n***a, better be quiet
That n***a break bread, divided
Tell that ho, "Shut up," she lyin'
N***a, R.I.P. to JaviWrld
I'm allergic to these broke ass n***as, they gon' make me hurl (Bitch)
Lil' 289, he fuckin' on yo' girl
Fuck that ho, tell that bitch, "Bye-bye"
N***a, fuck HeyItsSky
I'm on a new wave, and y'all n***as can't take
I'm goin' up but y'all n***as be gay