[Part I: "Wrong"]

[Intro: Lade]

(He ain't got nothing but straight skinny-skinny ass jeans)

[Verse]

That nigga got a Glock for no reason

Damn, Glock with a drum, every season

Bitch, I'm Sasuke, Itachi my Nii-san

We take his whip cause he left the keys in

You can only have one baby Glock 'cause that shit from China

Damn, bitch, I'm off a bean, I ain't talking Lima (What? Talking lima)

What? He on Panda Buy when he need designer

Oh, he a Cowboy? I'm a 49er

In school, I ain't have shit in my binder

I had six niggas in my classroom

I took Percs on a short bus

Bitch, I grinded, ain't no short cuts

These niggas on Triller and they show they butt

This Smith greasy as fuck just like Pizza Hut

I scammed a nigga out thirty bucks

Bitch, I'm havin' racks but I'on give a fuck

Just like a boujee ho, I can't give it up

I got my XD from Jimmy Butler

That Rat nigga drowned in that water

This dog on me that I got on my side, this bitch don't need a collar

I was in my bag that nigga striked my song

But if I dissed that nigga they say I'd be wrong?

[Interlude: Jace!]

Well, shit, how do I-, you know, how do you suggest I move in the future? Like, should I just start gettin' ready to get live back with my Mama or sum?

He talm' 'bout, "Well shit, it's looking like that, we can move this, that, the next thing"

Gah' damn, like, damn, hurt my feelings

It took me to say some antisemitic shit, for y'all to finally reach out to me and then when y'all reach out to me, y'all just throwin' it in my face even after I apologize

But y'all was not pickin' up my motherfuckin' phone calls, bro

He just flaming me, flaming me, flaming me, flaming me, like, bro-

What the hell? Like...

That's how it's going for me

I thought I was gon' be able to bond Thrty out

I ain't even been pickin' up his calls, 'cause I don't even know how to...

Explain that to him

Like, I don't even know how to explain that to him

[Part II: "Cut It Out"]

[Verse]

(I'm comin' to the A in De-in December, bro-)

(Don't even worry about it, I got you)

(Like, I don't even know how to explain that to him) (Righteous.)

His brother locked... (Locked up!)

HE AIN'T EVER COMIN' OUT (O-out!)

He wear the same shit, I swear these niggas bummin' out (Righteous.)

Damn, these niggas snake me, okay, I'ma just thug it out (I'ma just thug it!)

Bitch, I'm shootin' off the bench, these niggas subbing out

WHAT? These niggas pump fakin'... (Damn, what he say?)

THEY NEEDA' CUT IT OUT (Out!)

(They needa' cut that shit!)

If the serial on the choppa, I'ma scrub it out

What? And yo' ho, she on the 'Gram, and she sluttin' out (And she sluttin' out!)

Yeah, five bands on the coupe

Choppa gon' cook his ass like Soup (Righteous.)

Nigga a square nigga like Kahoot

I step on a square with a spiky boot (Out!)

Why would I slide when he can’t shoot?

I know the real you, you a FRUIT (Righteous.)

I know the real you, you a BITCH NIGGA

I GOT A FN FOR A SNITCH NIGGA... (Out!)

Feds come, swallow the switch, nigga (Swallow the switch, bitch!)

Like Kobe, ain’t shit make me flinch, nigga (Ain’t shit make me flinch, bitch!)

I’m off the grass, I feel like the grinch, nigga (Just like the grinch, nigga)

Sheya', I’m smokin' good gas, you could tell by the stench, nigga

[Outro]

Really on that bro (Righteous)

Really on that bro

(Out!)

Niggas bored, niggas woke up and really decided to reach... for nothing, they really on some lame shit