[Intro]
Oh boo-hoo, let me play a sad song—
Evil Empire laughing all the way to the bank, hahahaha!
Shut the fuck up, ay bro, yo' music career should go down the drain, bruh
On god, yo ass, hahaha!
You stupid as hell, but like, I don't even know
BenjiCold, why you icy? (N***a)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
I tote a 'K, get out my face (Evil—)
You takin' L's, get out my way
Choppa' gon' bleed, shoot up the place
Put you on the lease, won't see you next day
My XD won't kiss, that bitch 'bout to spray
If you wanna live, just get down and pray
If you wanna live—
Your music is bad, your bitch is a rat
I load up a mag, you goin' out sad
You is a bitch, go run up a bag
You askin' for money, bitch, I'm not yo' dad
My shoota's tote draco's, you n***as won't last
We smokin' yo' pack, you goin' out sad
N***a

[Verse 1]
14 years old, big money, big wallet, and you like 20 gettin' nothin'
N***a's talkin' tough on Twitter, so we pulled up on his ass, now he sayin' he was bluffin', huh
All of you n***as is pussy, y'all n***as sweet just like a muffin
You said you from the hood, but you are from the suburbs, why you frontin'? (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Said you made money, that shit's in yo' head
Free my man Dolly, got caught by the feds
Makin' this money while you up in bed
You talkin' funny, yo' bitch givin' head
[?] head
N***a's talk shit but his bitch is a fan
N***a's hate, I'm gettin' bands
I'm in the game while you watch in the stands (N***a)

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
I tote a 'K, get out my face (Evil—)
You takin' L's, get out my way
Choppa' gon' bleed, shoot up the place
Put you on the lease, won't see you next day
My XD won't kiss, that bitch 'bout to spray
If you wanna live, just get down and pray
If you wanna live—
Your music is bad, your bitch is a rat
I load up a mag, you goin' out sad
You is a bitch, go run up a bag
You askin' for money, bitch, I'm not yo' dad
My shoota's tote draco's, you n***as won't last
We smokin' yo' pack, you goin' out sad
N***a
[Outro]
Bitch!
32 hundred bands