[Intro]
(POODEE we have no fear)
[Verse 1: IDY bran]
Four deep we just walked up in the club
I'm a rich motherfucker and he got him all shook
Hit that bitch fucking withcha boy a dub
Think that she fucking with me, but I treat her like a slut
Like what the fuck you done?
Bitch thought you was the one
[?] sounded like the sun
You said you been at the top but 'lil bitch I've been number one
That boy said that he gon' pop us, he can't even hold a gun
Why did I feel like BLP?
Finna piece ya whole gang together, BLT
Talking down about the bros, you finna D.I.E
My 'lil brodie got too rich, put a Rick on the tee
[Chorus: IDY bran]
How many rounds it gotta be?
I just opened thе bag and now I'm the one they wanna bе
When they turn on my songs you know they put them on feet
I ain't got no competition, I ain't got that much to beat
Left lame ahh dead Rick Owen on his feet
Point the beam by his head, put the 'lil boy to sleep
Why you acting out of line brodie turn you to deceased
I just been the first line yeah I could never take a seat
[Verse 2: ay3demi]
Yeah lil shawty we dance on the spot
How you gon' say you can drive but you can't?
Yeah, I ran up a bag and bought me a tank
I can see why she movin, can see why she shaking
This beat way too funky, it's gon' make me faint
Got that X on my chest, no my style always changing
I feel the beat through the chest to the body be banging
Look at my moves, you falling down to fast
You can't move smooth
Yeah he like that, we know he ain't like that
On a walk feel like Dora with my backpack
And my laser shooting fast with a tap tap
[?]
Do you really wanna live this life that you chose?
Brand new whip, got the TEC always on me
My 'lil shawty think she love me but her love is just [?]
I got choppas on choppas, so if they wanna run up
[?] dance up on the floor, dominos up on a hoe
Know they totin' Berettas but I got love on the low
And they be talking bout green, but don't got money on the phone
And if I blow up one day, I don't wanna be cloned
[?] football but I gotta stay in my zone
[Verse 3: IDY bran]
I whip the Benz put the rims on chrome
Can't fuck with these bitches hit my phone
Fuck all the talk I got this on my own
Keep dropping these hits but fuck it in my zone
Yeah, what y'all want from me? 'Lil bitch I just want dome
[?]
[Verse 4: hako]
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go, yeah
Starlight in the coupe
Losing control 'cause I'm off of the- uh
She tryna fuck with the life like, baby you don't want shit
She only see ice on my wrist
Won't take a trip [?] Nile this water is making me sick
Hoe go and she told me I'll be your daughter, if I can not be your bitch
God damn, gotta dance she proper
See it through the lights and my eyes and my colors
Fit cost a twenty and the fye got a K
Cause I'm all outta love it's a [?] in the dollars
She told me switch it up so I'ma switch it up only cause all of my flows be a monster
Asked the 'lil bitch do her boyfriend do right, and she told me she never had it on private, let's go
[Chorus: IDY bran]
How many rounds it gotta be?
I just opened the bag and now I'm the one they wanna be
When they turn on my songs you know they put them on feet
I ain't got no competition, I ain't got that much to beat
Left lame ahh dead Rick Owen on his feet
Point the beam by his head, put the l'il boy to sleep
Why you acting out of line brodie turn you to deceased
I just been the first line yeah I could never take a seat
