[Chorus]
Playin with the
Playin with the gang
Bleh, bleh, bleh
In his brain, hit his head
Talk 'bout me on Twitter, boy, you so fucking obsessed
And they all wanna copy Bug, yeah, they all know where it's at, yeah
Talk about me all day, are you poor, are you upset?
I let blades run, guns run, you ain't taking heads
I ain't take no advice from you, fell off very bad
Wake up in the morning, I was toting on the
See me and you floor it
You act like a

[Verse]
Fan, bitch
I count up these bands, bitch
Money in my hands, bitch
Make more than my haters and my clones
Yeah
Glock gon' give him cancer
Wе gonna take his ass for ransom
Not my fault your dumb ass friend got smoked, yеah
Walk into this bitch, JNCO, aye
Stepping in nice clothes
You should tie that fucking rope, bitch, yeah
Don't take no help from a broke bitch
Chronically on Discord, send militia to his home
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Playin with the
Playin with the gang
Bleh, bleh, bleh
In his brain, hit his head
Talk 'bout me on Twitter, boy, you so fucking obsessed
And they all wanna copy Bug, yeah, they all know where it's at, yeah
Talk about me all day, are you poor, are you upset?
I let blades run, guns run, you ain't taking heads
I ain't take no advice from you, fell off very bad
Wake up in the morning, I was toting on the
See me and you floor it
You act like a