[Intro]

Oi

Oi, oi

[Chorus]

Broke boys wanna beef for the clout

We ain't beefing with them, that's dead

If I told bro spin this whip

We won't hesitate to drop you and your friend

One call, get chopped, get dropped

No warning shots, we spun the whole place up

Nah, we don't beef on the internet

Fuck the indirects, tell 'em pull right up

Broke boys wanna beef for the clout

We ain't beefing with them, that's dead

If I told bro spin this whip

We won't hesitate to drop you and your friend

One call, get chopped, get dropped

No warning shots, we spun the whole place up

Nah, we don't beef on the internet

Fuck the indirects, tell 'em pull right up

[Verse 1]

They don't want war, they can still get got

I'm a don in my ends, you ain't shit where ya from

I hear 'em talk like I don't do grime

'Cause I'm stuck in the ends still rippin' a bong (Bong)

They gon' still get blazed like Zeus (Zeus)

Laced up, I ain't talkin' boots (Boots)

Too many boys wanna stunt for the 'Gram

But won't do shit if we spin this coupe

Jumped out gang on ten of your friends

And I guarantee I'll make all of 'em buckle (Buckle)

You weren't raised in the streets like us

When it comes to the crunch, I bet you they crumble, oi

They wanna beef for the clout (Clout)

I'll punch the teeth out your mouth (Mouth)

Real talk, try step up, get got

And we'll see what all the bad talk is about (About)

They some private school kids

And nah, we ain't fuckin' with that

Brudda, I was raised as a misfit

Stuck in a place where we ain't got jack

Yeah, you was raised with a big house, with a big fam, so please don't try talk that trap

Yeah, I got two tracks into your album when I realised the whole thing is whack (Haha)

I ain't gonna snatch me a chain or get me a watch for them to go speak to the jacks

I treat this shit like a business, I want stacks, I ain't tryna make friends off rap

I ain't gonna snatch me a chain or get me a watch for them to go speak to the jacks

I treat this shit like a business, I want stacks, I ain't tryna make friends off rap

[Chorus]

Broke boys wanna beef for the clout

We ain't beefing with them, that's dead

If I told bro spin this whip

We won't hesitate to drop you and your friend

One call, get chopped, get dropped

No warning shots, we spun the whole place up

Nah, we don't beef on the internet

Fuck the indirects, tell 'em pull right up

Broke boys wanna beef for the clout

We ain't beefing with them, that's dead

If I told bro spin this whip

We won't hesitate to drop you and your friend

One call, get chopped, get dropped

No warning shots, we spun the whole place up

Nah, we don't beef on the internet

Fuck the indirects, tell 'em pull right up

[Verse 2]

I'm tryna get my bank looking like my Instagram

Yeah, I'm tryna flex hard (Flex)

Times were tough, I never had a buck

So it's only right that I flex hard

Still in TNs and trackies (Oi)

We don't do no designer brands (Facts)

I hear 'em talk like I can't afford it

But I'm up in Foot Locker blowin' grands

We keep it street, brudda

They do this shit for the 'Gram, oi

They're all talk, no action

Tell 'em pull up, we'll see if this jams

They don't got heart, they don't got ticka

They don't got balls when it comes to the beef

Everywhere I go, I be by myself

And them fuck boys still can't score for their team (Fuck boys)

It's lookin' ridiculous, like tell 'em illchay

We don't wanna hear none of that crap

Fuck all the shanks and shivs and the gun talk

Tell 'em pull up and just have a crack

Yeah, I got dramas

But I leave that shit to the streets, I don't put it in rap

They get a big head 'cause we got beef

And start talkin' crap on all of their tracks

I swear this year, the beef, it don't phase me (Phase me)

'Cause the money comes in on the daily (Daily)

I rock up to a show, fuck up a set

Head home, and that's when they pay me (Pay me)

I swear this year, the beef, it don't phase me (Phase me)

'Cause the money comes in on the daily (Daily)

I rock up to a show, fuck up a set

Head home, and that's when they pay me (Pay me)

[Chorus]

Broke boys wanna beef for the clout

We ain't beefing with them, that's dead

If I told bro spin this whip

We won't hesitate to drop you and your friend

One call, get chopped, get dropped

No warning shots, we spun the whole place up

Nah, we don't beef on the internet

Fuck the indirects, tell 'em pull right up

Broke boys wanna beef for the clout

We ain't beefing with them, that's dead

If I told bro spin this whip

We won't hesitate to drop you and your friend

One call, get chopped, get dropped

No warning shots, we spun the whole place up

Nah, we don't beef on the internet

Fuck the indirects, tell 'em pull right up