[Intro]
(I wanna be like YT when I grow up)
(Maybe something with vampires?)
(Tola, you make this music and now all these boys think they can rap, too, and they can't)

[Verse 1: YT]
She said she don't mess with rappers, baby, what's it gonna be?
She in True Religion denim, jacket matching with my jeans
Back when you were playin' tag, we were queueing for Supreme
When I sent this girl emojis, she gon' ask me what it means
You-You ain't properly ever seen this Arcy, 'cause it's beams
And my n***as always rising to the top 'cause we're the cream
All these shawties know my name, now they saw me on their screen
They don't even know my name, now they callin' me YT
Why she tellin' me she love me, she don't even know my name
N***as tellin' me I changed, never switched up for the fame
N***as tellin' me I changed, promise you I'm still the same
A-Ain't my fault that I'm up, ain't my fault you're really lame
Start gettin' money, you're so broke, that's a shame
Soon as she ain't comin', only there because I came
She ain't worried I ain't gonna tell her man, to the grave
Ain't no food up in her house, I'm in her cupboards eatin' Krave
Got this tall girl, Begović, yeah, she a keeper, I might save (Oi)
Best punchlines in the world, YT, this isn't Da-Da-Da-Dave
Rockin' chains, I'm on a boat but you know I ain't a slave
Making bangers with no theory, n***a, what the hell's a stave? (What's a stave?)
[Verse 2: Kare]
When the cheese came in, it felt great
I hope I wear Louis V in my grave (In my grave)
Why the fuck are you on the aux playing slowthai?
I thought I told you I ain't really fuckin' with the slowthai
I might cop a Moncler, I don't know why
I just gotta give thanks to the most high
But if you're talking on earth, then it's me still
I'm smoking on loud like a Beats Pill
I got a bad bitch and I take a BeReal
Why the fuck has she still got a BeReal?
I smoke so much loud that I don't seem real
I'm in the pool, gettin' fried like Meek Mill (Wait, this is crazy)
Yeah, it's crazy, I might fall in
I'm smokin' so much pack that I'm stallin'
I'm smokin' weed, countin' money in the morning
I'm cutting off a dickhead like a foreskin (Oi)
Yeah, if you're a dickhead, you get cut quick
Even when I cum first, I don't nut quick
And I just wore Moncler for the photo
Got a hole in a n***a, like a rolo

[Verse 3: kwes e]
Feel too sick off the alcy
I feel too sick off the alcy (Vowel?)
No cheap weed, no Aldi
This is Afghan kush, not Saudi
Girl you're on my dick, allow me
I fucked up, 'cause I'm fucked up, 'low me
I fucked up, 'cause I'm fucked up, 'low me ('Low me)
Said he got swag, he lousy (Lousy)
Said he got swag, he lousy (Lousy)
N-Ni-N***a said he got swag, he lousy (Lousy)
She gon say that its suttin' about me
Shawty wanna take shots, get rowdy (Vowel?)
Wanna get ratchet
Pussy got killed then buried like a hatchet
No brickshots, no clank, no ratchet
Sweet ones on the gang, tangfastics
I fucked up, 'cause I'm fucked up, 'low me
I fucked up, 'cause I'm fucked up, 'low me
Shawty want a follow back, I got no data
I fucked up, 'cause I'm fucked up, 'low me (Vowel?)
[Outro: kwes e]
Low me, low me
(Vowel?)
(Maybe something with vampires?)
(I wanna be like YT when I grow up)