(Varsity)

(slatt)

(yeah, come on)

(come on)

[Verse 1]

Niggas always love saying my name

Everyday it's a brand new post

And I tried to let y'all niggas live

But y'all niggas won't leave me alone

Wanted problems nigga here it is

Niggas know I don't fuck with alo

Lil bitch I'm too grimy, I handle my bizz

Bet I catch a nigga at a show, if he get one

I got v-set all on me, fuck nigga would try to hit some

I got big straps on me no lil' guns

This the start of velli, this the real one

Prolly runnin' his shit like a puma

He gon' hop on IG and do too much

Before you fix them lips to say my damn name, pussy go clean that room up

Ion' usually respond to the rumors, or the "poppin' my shit" Ion' do that

Niggas know what you do in thеm group chats, better pray that don't nobody speak up

Nigga postin' likе who he gon' beat up

I'd be damned if I let him fuck me up

I was high on them drugs, had to re-up

Niggas pussy they don't wanna meet up

I'd be damned if I let him fuck me up

Me and twin in yo' city come see us

Oh I get it, Oh I get it, niggas tryna get some clout

Oh I get it, he ain't shit without spamming on tiktok

Even then he can't make his lil' shit pop

I can't fuck on this hoe, I just lip-lock

On my daddy let's get this shit kicked off

Took a month to get you 7k

I get 7k in 7 days

I get hella' pape in hella ways

Nigga talkin' shit he hella brave

Nigga just politicking cause' he can't rap, uh-huh

Nigga don't say name, then I won't say it back, uh-huh

Niggas can't talk to me, where yo pape' at? mm-hm

Bring the sluts in, where the ban-

[Verse 2]

Bitch I'm with R-O-P

Fuck bout' a S-O-S, give fuck bout' a A-L-O

I heard your new shit, and it ain't your best better go ahead and turn that off

This nigga main talent speaking on my name cause' the rap shit ain't gon' do it

Gun to ya' head, name 5 alo songs

Just imagine that side

I'm with lil cay, I'm with lil blue and lil truce nigga know I came with genocide

Fuck bout a "x", I put that lil nigga on, now he wanna pick his side

But don't forget, I got on your song cause' a bitch, nigga might aswell take that down

Bitch I ain't your friend, cool, gang

Ion' know why niggas saying my name

Niggas too mad, see I'm still doing em' bad, tell bandy make another post

That shit is sad, I see how y'all niggas act, y'all use that nigga to promote

That shit is trash, that shit ain't getting no traction, take that shit down right now

Bitch I ain't trippin', Ion' gotta post a snippet, still get 100k

Lil bitch I been this, workout the trap like fitness, still shipping bags off

This ain't ya' house, nigga this shit not sweet, pussy we know that you soft

I just got mad, I just heard one of your songs, I had to turn that shit off

Quit nigga, I'm with R-O-P, fuck a A-L-O

Fan niggas, always riding dick, if you know you know

Bands all on my jacket, and my damn coat

Shoot me in my head if I ever turn on A-L-O

"You might as well stick faking your death and plays. Stick to making pink pussy, stick to making jerk, stick to making weak ass shit. I might turn that shit on. I can't even fuck on my main page but I'll fuck on my archive, you can't do that shit. BUM ASS NIGGA."