[Intro: Swaggy C, Lil T, Lil Beau, Lil Scrappy & Nia Drayton]
Yuh, Swaggy
Lil T, bruh
Y'all shoulda never ever done, this what y'all get
Shoutout Nora
Lil Beau
Yah
Thanks Lil Torrance

[Verse 1: Swaggy C]
Tell me what these n***as know bout n***as like me
Lil Beau, Swaggy C, Lil T, and Scrappy
Tell me what these n***as know bout n***as like me
Lil Beau, Swaggy C, Scrappy, and Lil T
That boy gotta a lot of confidence, I mean Dinero, whenever he go against Christian Brothers he turn into a one year old
Elani going public with her face ugly, yeah she bold
Y'all need to stop being fake and go suck a chode
Banks switched up on us like a transexual
His girl give me brain like an intellectual
Bankroll Banks get butthurt bout his sister
He messed with biggest hoe in Memphis, yeah he just kissed her
Wynn still sad bout his ex girl Lainey
But how he get dumped by that girl, she a sevie?
I think it's cuz he's gay, that boy give becky
And when they were dating Gavin came and he wrecked it
Gavin lanky yeah, yeah that boy a fake skater
Mason mad but he gay, and he's a hater
Eli Federman keep talking but don't want smoke
But I end his b-ball career, yeah you better stay woke
Girls be talking, "Mason got a little dick."
Ranson was annoying at Victory Ranch with a stick
He stole my shower, left a kid feeling kinda pissed
Bear Hammond need to stop talking and just sit
In his rhymes he's a pimp
In real life he's a simp
Might turn into Shawn Kemp
HP had him, but he had a shrimp
His real name is Romulus, are you from Rome?
That boy so stupid he school from home
He was kinda sad when HP stopped calling his phone
I can't take these boys serious, they all looked stoned
[Verse 2: Lil Scrappy]
Aye
I can't go back to my pained life
Out here, I'm living the fed life
Searching for K with a flashlight
She sucked my dick, imma landmine
I can't go back to my old life
You out here living this low life
Searching for K with a flashlight
Titties and flicking her ass right

[Verse 3: Lil Beau]
16 touchdowns, yeah in 8 damn games
Don't be talking shit boy, y'all so damn lame
Took that boy's girl, Lainey Smith and Jeffery Ince
Banks get checked for a speech impediment
In the woods like I'm a clown
I got shooters all around
We ain't even SD Sounds
Hit you with a cross you falling down
Y'all all sound like a class clown
Little Torrance gon pay you down
The only hit in our fight
Is you when you hit the ground
Wynn I know you chase that gay stuff like a sausage hound
I drop you like a hit and run, I only need one round
I'm looking for your talent, boy, nowhere to be found
Now I throw this junt just like an inbound
Lil Beau and Swaggy caged up like a dog pound
Coming after us y'all just gon turn around
Lil Beau and Swaggy with your girl you know we getting down
[Verse 4: Lil T]
Y'all shoulda knew you shoulda never ever done this
Y'all act like y'all sorry, lyrics really really rushing
Banks if you mess with my crew I mess with you
And them sorry little country boys back you up too
You claim you got boos but you just a damn fool
Just stop rapping and fucking focus on school
Don't really matter cuz you failing that too

[Outro: Swaggy C, Lil T, Lil Beau]
Damn
Get the fuck out my face with that
Shoutout Zion, representing!
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