[Verse 2: EST Gee]
I hear n***as sneak dissin', but I don't sneak listen
How many close friends of yours been a yeek victim? Too many
N***as fake, they whole identity rented
They all talk that shit for insta, but we steadily been spinnin'
I can get it to you quicker if you pay me for the shipping
Magic how I make a brick of dog turn to a liquid
My real soul on disses get a n***a hit in Memphis
This explicit AR out the window, empty them titties that's a hunnid round
They all say they love me now, but I don't trust nothin'
In real life I done slumped somethin' so fuck trusting
Wake up go duck huntin'
Rapper, I don't make much on it, trap sold a bunch of it
Opps we donе switched a bunch of 'em
Cousin, young one, and big brothеr