[Hook]
Yeah, t-turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
[Verse 1]
What the hell you doing, you ain't go hard
You ain't carry any instrumental, you ain't got bars
Honestly, it's very fundamental that you got bars
Maybe if you're very temperamental, you could go hard
But you won't hop on a beat, unless you following me
Unless you telling all the people that he's copying me
Unless you lying to the people, say I'm acting fucking evil
But you macking on a bitty who be fucking with that needle, what?
I don't know if I'ma pull up on you anymore
I don't know if I'ma make you answer to that fucking floor
I don't think I'm going mad, I ain't got shit to answer for
I'm just killing everybody, what you want the answers for?
I don't know what I'm doing, you be speaking, I be moving
I be doing all the shit you claiming that you really brewing
Got no hope, you the WOAT, everybody fucking booing
Everybody listening to me cause I be really booming, ooh
[Hook]
Turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
[Verse 2]
I'm back on that real shit, you back on the grind
I pride myself on being British but I never do grime
I make a couple fucking tracks and do it for a good time
But you be taking it so deadass, say 'I'm never 'gon lie'
So you won't but nobody flocking to you
You wanna mix a lil Hopsin with that Joyner, you do
You wanna be a storyteller but go hard on the tunes
Well, I'm so sorry but I don't think that the game would need you
Shoutout the game, fuck the fame, Koma turns up on lean
No one to blame, no, there ain't, so you fucking with me
I ain't a saint, jump away, getting wings in my dreams
And everybody act the same, it's just how we gonna be
So you fucking everybody over, you ain't got a job
So you advertising soda cause you really wanna pop
So you getting everybody, saying that you gonna body
Play it like a fucking hobby but you never getting far, c
[Hook]
Turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
T-turn up on the beat, yes, I go hard (go hard)
Everybody look at me, take their phones out (phones out)
Talking bodies, enemies, yeah, they violate the peace
So I'm taking out my piece, I reload, ah (reload, ah)
One shot to the people who would test me (test me)
Two shots if they never represent me (sent me)
Three shots if you messing and you left me
Four to the people who regret they never met me
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
To the people never met me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Why you never represent me?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All the people never met me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hope you never fucking test me
