Released on December 23, 2022

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[Verse 1: Tablez]

(Tablez shut the fuck up)

Neck got brodie asking "is that frost" and now he f** up (Now he)

Got you going blind, loosing effects, ya need a buff up

Don't throw a hissy fit (Aye)

Blame the RNG go get ya luck up

I been buying bullshit for no reason now

Credit good so she gonna get spoiled like a new season out

Talking shit online, I'll have my homeboy hack all three accounts (you're done)

She thought she was classy til I asked her

"Why you pee so loud?" She freezing now

Catch me in the spot wearing prada, bitch

Have my squad swoop in and mow you down like a kubata, bitch

We gon' make shit pop then disappear, like Osama, bitch

Don't think we can chill, you worse than twitch with all that drama, bitch

Oh and fuck ya momma, bitch

Damn she got some congas

Got me staring like I'm Eevisu

Get it how I live

That's the motto when I hang wit these two

Niggas will switch up on they whole squad and end up like the wii u (Yuck)

Beat that bitch up to the ground

So he can join with #metoo (Yeah)


[Verse 2: KiddoDaGawd]

I rewrote this verse like three times (and it's trash)

Can confirm: that shit is still garbage (Pussy)

Big wylin

I just dropped gassed up and got a lil milage

Dick riding

All you niggas pussy, fuck yo clique them niggas clit riding

Wait, wait, Fuck up out my face

I said I can't fuck on no bitch if she bald like Andrew Tate (Of Course)

I got keeps if she be sweet if she bs then it's olay

I'm moving weight

Stupid bitch gone ask me how much can I bench (Like 150)

Got mitosis on my dick and mitochondria the wrist (I guess)

Check the fit

I ain't mad, you should really check the fit

You spent fifty on a bag but you can't even watch yo jit

Holy shit

Been in the biz, need my bucks shout out to Biden

23 the rims, watch em spin that's how I'm riding (Franchise Boys)

Pop out in a blimp and leave that shit on auto pilot

Yeah, you know I'm known to carry all the steel like I'm Byron heh (That's a Pokémon bar)

Hit that nigga with a car like he Brian


[Verse 3: Fleeticus]

Bitch, it's Big Fleet and I'm high as fuck

Where that pussy nigga? We gon' beat him down n tie him up

And if I can't hit him I ain't aiming I'm just spraying up

Ain't no use in praying I'm with Satan, he gon' scoop you up

Sipping on that holy water, That's what's in my double cup

They say you ain't scared of demons, pussy boy I'm one of em

Steady getting to this money, we might come and snatch yo funds

Why the fuck these niggas run when me and the universe is one?

Something of a mother fucking idol

It's Lord Fleet bitch don't forget the fucking title

Ima keep on revvin, why you niggas steady idle?

And the bullets kinda homeless, can they stay wit u a while?

Fleet, Kiddo, Tablez, the big three

Something like Team Sonic when we run at you with top speed

Pussy niggas funny if they thinking they can stop we

Might just blow my brains to show you can't nobody stop me