[Verse]
Ay, ay
Fitted up, ay
I’m fitted up, ay
I’m fitted up finna
Fitted up, uh
Fitted, uh
Ay, yuh
I’m fitted up
Finna fuck the bitty up
N***a said he tryna beef
He came round, set you up
Your bitch tryna give me [?]
I ain’t really tryna fuck
Kill a n***a with my hands
Now my knuckles bloodied up
Yeah, and ion even know why n***as try to even fuck with me
Now these n***as really fans of me
They could’ve got some bands with me
And I don’t know why your bitch keep on callin’ my phone
Yo bitch tweakin’ at the DMV
I told her get [?] and leave
Yeah, these n***as say they sick of me
But thеy cannot get rid of me
Yeah, thеse n***as for sure got some shit goin’ on mentally
And I move like a phantom, bruh, ain’t no runnin’ into me
Bitch, I’m [?] with my treesh
Fuck the opps on the beach
Catch an opp lackin’, I’ll leave his ass in the street
It’s gonna be 100 n***as on yo block if you keep dissin’ me
Yo bitch said she sick of me
She textin’, sayin’ she missin’ me
And then I’m makin’ out, bitch
You was dead kissin’ me
Yeah, all these n***as actin’ hella tough
But I’ll bitch ’em out
Put his ass on a shirt, now a n***a just a picture now
If [?] on the drill, n***a, ain’t no fuckin’ bitchin’ now
You n***as really geek subs the way that they be switchin’ out
I be switchin’ up
N***a, what the fuck?
You said that you was down for the code but you really wasn’t
You really wasn’t
N***a, you really wasn’t
Ay, I met yo bitch once, and I got that hoe sellin’ rock
And when I push up with the gang in a motherfuckin’ Raptor truck
N***as ain’t score once
‘Cause y’all fuckin’ suck
‘Cause y’all fuckin’ suck
Ayy, 'cause y’all fuckin’ suck