Released on November 23, 2024

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[Intro]

(Juppy on the beat)


[Chorus]

Ian spoke to that boy once they telling me to slide for em

Just cause we got ties I’m hop in that car and ride for em

I got that Glock on my side run up I put that iron on em

Brodie car got lit up his homie hope he don’t die on em

I ain’t from Cali but if you wanna get Intuit we send shots at your dome

I’m riding round with ARPs and I ain’t even home

He walk sped now I guess that chop knocked off a chromosome

Choppa sing like an Opera but I’m forever loading like Chrome


[Verse]

Fashion killa call me Freddy Mugler

That boy he a shooter behind computers

He was a drug user til the perc tore em like a Cougar

Can't sneak my Glock in got a Luger or a Ruger

White boy with a tutor out thinking he Future

Bullet in him like a tumor I'm sad he ain't die sooner

That boy got hit with that ruler setup by his producer

Let shots off out an Uber this a PT Cruiser

He thinking he got humor dissin on who came out the sewer

This ain't a Franck Muller still don't got time for losers

You could die over rumors he shoot shit like a hooper

That boy an abuser he wondering how he lose her

Don't care if my home got intruders I'ma send the troopers

Do a hit off a scooter this chop gon leave you neutered

She tryna be a youtuber she dont know we gon boom her

My chain wet they said damn like Hoover gotta gatekeep my jeweler

He thought he had one on the ruler thats a risky maneuver

I'm saving hoes like my name Super that boy he Lex Luther

I ain't the type to pursue her could easily seduce her

That boy weird like the interviewer from Vancouver

Chain cold like a cooler they know I'm cooler

Lil bro an ooter he up at anything peculiar


[Chorus]

Ian spoke to that boy once they telling me to slide for em

Just cause we got ties I’m hop in that car and ride for em

I got that Glock on my side run up I put that iron on em

Brodie car got lit up his homie hope he don’t die on em

I ain’t from Cali but if you wanna get Intuit we send shots at your dome

I’m riding round with ARPs and I ain’t even home

He walk sped now I guess that chop knocked off a chromosome

Choppa sing like an Opera but I’m forever loading like Chrome