[Verse 1: Young Devyn]

Since you wanted some clout Imma
Give it to you
If ya girl in the spot she get hit wit
You too
Don't let me show what my hittas
Could do
Oh you speakin on what, lemme hear
Who you boomed

And this ain't no rap beef
Sit em down like a kid in a back seat
All of that fussin but never could at
Me
Don't need a song to go pull up my
Rap sheet
Look

I don't even entertain the gossip
But the pillow talking gotta stop it
That's the way you get turned to a
Spliff since you thinking you lit,now
We smoking on nonsense
I can't go back and forth wit a kid, if I
Call up the Cig, then you know he
Gon flock it
Hearin rumors bout things that I did
That I don't even know, like I must be
Unconscious

You see how I bop differеnt
They is not winnin, so they bringing
Up cap
Most of they homiеs is not livin, put
Some hots in em, now that boy
Wanna rap
All of my oppas be dry snitching, he
Tried to front so we wet up his back
And I call my ooter the side hitta cuz
The way that he dump he be quick to
Attach