Intro [Jeff Cabreja]:

Yeah

Hook [Jeff Cabreja]:

You can't bang wit' us

(Nah, nah, look)

You can't hang wit' us

(Yeah, thought they told ya)

You can't stand wit' us

(Never, never, look, listen)

You can't handle us

(Nah, no you can't, no you can't)

Verse One [Jeff Cabreja]:

Look

I got the game locked in, yeah

No chain but still poppin', yeah

Tell these bullies coming at me

That they better stop it, yeah

You playing

I am not it, nah

I be the man

I got it, yeah

This be like recess

When we go out everybody watching

Oo (As if)

(You see that?)

They all wanna be part of the crew

(Oh, you want in?)

We be sick like if we got the flu

We ain't focused on whatever you tryna do

Let 'em know I only rock with few

Yeah, look

On another level

We be trouble, yeah

You ain't in the circle

Please respect the bubble, yeah

Ima need a slushy

And make it a double, yeah

Gotta hit the gym

I'm tryna get these muscles, yeah

Verse Two [Ian Kenville]:

All these haters sayin' boy you do to much (They did)

Than they change and say that I ain’t done enough

Swear these haters flexin like they Donald trump

Bunch of people starting beef so they can run their mouth

Oh Lawd I’m bouta spazz

I said Jeff go get the bag

I be steady making plays

Referee don’t throw the flag

And the dream really the process

I’m tired of the nonsense

I’m making moves like Stockton

You treat me like a toddler (Let's go)

I told y’all blueprints written stick to the design

These whacks be clocking out at 6

Man I get overtime

I told you that it’s simple

All I ever do is grind

And I just flipped my whip

Don't tell me how the hell to drive

Y'all Don’t show for these events

Wanna party when we win

Said you been there from the jump

I’m like who the hell is this

She says

Hi my name is Jess

And I'm like your biggest fan

Rocking with you for a month

I said get her out the crib cause

Verse Three [DZH]:

Yerrrrd

I’m from tha 9-7-3 where we

Burn

Bridges if you close, so please watch and

Learn

I’m tryna be like Ian & get tha soul

Work

Don't want nothing but first, I

Step up to tha mic and I’ll do it awkwardly

I remember all tha jocks who threw socks at me

Now, I swear I feel like everyone follows me

Hell, even the jockies wanna be jocking me

How many times I’ll say no ApologieZ?

If He’s by my side, then ain’t nothing blocking me

If you wanna pay me, send it electronically

Jeff said to kill it, I’ll do it violently

Watch just how you speaking

Verse done in a weekend

This my season

Swear I must be dreaming

Sorry that I’m tweaking

Ain’t no better reason

10 toes is what you screaming

But won’t go tha deep end

Don’t shake ya hand with us

I praise tha man above

I’m all outta trust

We so savvy, trigger happy, but

Verse Four [Young Prophet]:

Dang the beat too fye

I think I might be glowing

Or maybe I'm just white

Glasses on call me dwight

Picture perfect I'm posing

These haters still dozing

Hop off when I'm flowing

Feeling like goku I’m going

Kaioken times ten

Ay

Pray a blessing Amen

Ay

(Mumble)

Ay

You ain’t even my friends, look

Made in the image of God

Can’t afford to take a loss (Whoa whoa)

You cannot mess with the squad (No)

Don't be tripping when we live

Ugh

Outro [Jeff Cabreja & Ian Kenville]:

You can't bang wit' us

All these haters saying that we do too much

Then they change and say that we ain’t done enough

You can't hang wit' us

Ain’t nobody listen when we started up

Now they all be frontin’ like they know the plug

You can't stand wit' us

All these haters saying that we do too much

Then they change and say that we ain’t done enough

You can't handle us

Ain’t nobody listen when we started up…