U wld never do it

By kuru

On Backstage hologram

Released on April 17, 2026

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[Intro]

TMS, TMS, TMS


[Chorus]

Ayy, hold up, TMS

You could tell me when to stop, I would never do it

I could tell him blow that gun, but he would never do it

I make music for the boys and the girls too

You can't get around me 'cause I'm reserved, boo

I don't got a home, got nowhere to return to

'Bout to head uptown to link ksuuvi

Boy, these Dsquared pants, they're not Ksubi

'Bout to take a one-way trip, make a movie

You could throw that tape out 'cause it dookie

I won't take a diss from a TikTok loosie

Tryna cop a new crib with jacuzzi

My big sis stuck in Philly like Uzi

Dolce or Celine? I'm choosy

Sеttle for the Yasu pants, I'm moody


[Verse]

You my son, too bad I can't abort it

Worried 'bout your rеnt, I'm tryna find me a mortgage

Pop like two bars quick, fuck my organs

TMS up, we could never find a shortage

Tio En in the back, I was pourin' it

Kick the Wock' 'cause my tummy was absorbin' it

That's a fascist, no, I'm not supportin' it

Take that L to the chin, then I'm transformin' it

I don't know that bitch, why they name-drop?

Take wave, disappear just like it's a rain drop

My bro poppin' 10s, hope the pain stop

Told 'em, "We the odd eyes out, no K-pop"

In New York, hit MD when the train stop

My lil' bro fuck with Tung Tung Brainrot

I don't get it, but I guess I'll let him rock, though

Can't go to the club to meet some bot hoes

In the back of the club with a bottle

I can't drink a bottle 'cause I used to model

I pop me a Xan', then I hit my lil' waddle

My bro in a Benz tryna go full throttle

Rewired my brain, but I'm 'bout to remodel

I'm TMS gang, Too Many Strikes, that's the model

Too old for the Discord, I feel like a fossil

I know they feel me when I go and walk through

You can watch me, I can promise that nobody watch you

You be stuck on that bullshit, that same shit

My big bro told me, "Chill," I'm impatient

I could write me a song, it's the same shit

I just punch in whatever I feel like

I could cancel the tape, I could 86

I could step in my Kiko Asics

I could step in and walk through, walk through, walk through, walk through, walk through, walk through

Do my best and I'm gettin' real petty

I get in my feelings, make money, then haunt you

Pour my shit, I don't need me a mini

I'll do this shit ten health just go to taunt you

I don't really give a fuck if I wronged you

I don't really give a fuck if I wronged you, huh, hold up


[Chorus]

Ayy, hold up, TMS

You could tell me when to stop, I would never do it

I could tell him blow that gun, but he would never do it

I make music for the boys and the girls too

You can't get around me 'cause I'm reserved, boo

I don't got a home, got nowhere to return to

'Bout to head uptown to link ksuuvi

Boy, these Dsquared pants, they're not Ksubi

'Bout to take a one-way trip, make a movie

You could throw that tape out 'cause it dookie

I won't take a diss from a TikTok loosie

Tryna cop a new crib with jacuzzi

My big sis stuck in Philly like Uzi

Dolce or Celine? I'm choosy

Settle for the Yasu pants, I'm moody