[Turtle89]

Immortal who, lil bro you can still get spanked, you see what they did to the president

40s, bet I jump out burberry sweater, we sitting outside his residence

Jumping on live, priorities not even straight, stop acting like you really be spanking shit

Got us a low through a bitch, came through like a bus ride the switch gon' sing like Henderson

I'm the one, we get it for sure, 100 for souls, I really want more

Praying for hats, we been laying belt to the opps, we send niggas up to the Lord

Sippin' a firework faygo, long live Scoom, you know I'm finna pour me a four

Bitch tryina think I'm slow, I'm not that guy, she keep tryina go for the door

Off pink 10s in the stu, I took two more, my body gone still feel sore

Cuz be rolling dead opps, I'm smoking on top of the hills when I be bored

Niggas better get out the way, start playing it safe, y'all niggas better do ya'll chores

Got me a B from batting, a lot of opps had died, y'all lose every time we score

[Verse] Turtle89

Jump out cars, an tapping fros, niggas died, we stopped the trolls

Not even signed, I still got a dub in my pocket, I don't even do no shows

Niggas be bitches, you stay wanna front for the net, a goofy be lying for hoes

Jump out G22, KK got 40, that bitch leave a hole in his clothes

I don't really want any of that beef, I really bounce out on shit like Sherlock Holmes

Same niggas that be pressed about a dumbass bitch, you niggas better lower your tone

Rapping an clapping ain't easy, you gotta be smart, I really don't talk on them phones

I know I could die any day, still living my life, I'm still gone make it back home

Took me a risk right now, I'm on top of the Bizz, you niggas can't be my clone

Lil cuz ready to hop out, ready to pop out, red dot right to his dome

I wish my buddy was here, we was already turnt, you niggas tried to call my phone

I knew I was it, I ain't know I was finna be rich, OG got a crib long gone

[Chorus]

Immortal who, lil bro you can still get spanked, you see what they did to the president

40s, bet I jump out burberry sweater, we sitting outside his residence

Jumping on live, priorities not even straight, stop acting like you really be spanking shit

Got us a low through a bitch, came through like a bus ride, switch gon' sing like Henderson

I'm the one, we get it for sure, 100 for souls I really want more

Praying for hats, we been laying belt to the opps, we send niggas up to the Lord

Sippin' a firework faygo, long live Scoom, you know I'm finna pour me a four

Bitch tryina think I'm slow, I'm not that guy, she keep tryina go for the door