NO MORE WHAT IFS

[Produced By Just ViGi]

[Verse 1: JustViGi]
Imma magnet, with a bad bitch
I move right
Pussy boy tryna start shit
I do not fight nice
I might bite, that glocky hit you like Mike Ty'
Zai really callin' that hoe uptight
I want that hoe gone, straight out of my sight
Two twin Glocks on me like a homosexual man
Talkin that shit, sayin you up
Lil bitch, I do not see not any fans
She say I'm up, I quote her sayin ViGi is the man
Actin clueless he tryna fight
But his ass ain't got no fuckin plan
Pull up with a Glock, like a cheat code
That boy he be actin like he Sneako
Bitch at my crib she gon' deepthroat
And you know that hoe eatin good
She gon' eat though
Eat though, I'm lethal
I'm rockin' a cape, no hero
I'm stressin' em' out on keto
I pull up my body a nino (nina???)
Left yo' hoe like speechlеss
I'm strappin' up, cause' you gon' meet this
A callin' card cause you gon' read this
Ain't showin' a hoе cause she gon' leak this
Leave a hole up in your brain
Leave you dead as fuck
Your shawty she a treesh, she a hoe
Cause' she like it rough
And we do not fuck witchyu'
Better know cause I'm go'n keep it tuck
She gon' slide into the DM's, I know she tryna suck
Vision my Arsene gon' see it today
I'm gon' hit today
Izanagi my Glock, it gon' spray away
Like a monster, he gon' fade away
How many hoes? like 10 a day
Deposite my money a better a day
You's a fantasy a anime
Yo bitch on dick, get fucked today

[Verse 2: Zai]
Stretch a cheque nigga, I let bands twerk
Like her ex nigga I'm on bad terms
You can hear the .WAV
Of a nigga of clappin' on her ass
Imma get you mad first
I know I sound nice, it come with at price
You niggas better send me a dono'
A nigga wan' fight, I play with his life
Stab him up in the back like Gojo
You send a bad verse, make my back hurt
Niggas see yo name they like "oh no!"
Choppa go bang, frizz you up like Frodo
I got the range, hit you wit a uh-

[Break: Zai]
(Run a nigga sack)
(On bro, we finna get that nigga back)
Nigga pull up, he got hit with a gat (ay, ay)

[Verse 3: Zai]
Imma put you in a blunt
Shorty stay talkin’, shaking up the rump
I stay ballin', rockin' wit you grunts
Bet you don't know that I don’t give a fuck
Hop on the beat lil baby, goin nuts
Huh, goddamn
Slow down, I am that hoe now
I came wit’ big caliber, ay (yuh, yuh, yuh)
Whole gang on the road now
We can get so down
I’m ballin' out, like masquerade
Underground, we emancipate
She like me, I’m immaculate
I'm in books, I am smart
I could pull a choppa right off of my pencil case
In yo’ hood, Walmart
Caught you up in aisle 7, got to mac to spray ('pray, 'pray, pray')
You get smoked like a cart
Pull up in a Maserati, we gon' end your day
Fah (fah)

[Verse 4: MBRK]
Pull up me and ViGi on yo block
Tote beams, Zai type sight got bright dreams
With yo baby momma sippin' Hi-c
Hah, not wock
Her dropbox, what we found
Shawty not your girl, been around town
On your caldesac, like surround sound
Big beams at yo' top
Ice spice, bitch just wanna rock like
She a baddy but not even my type
Wanna come around I could do her right
Ask bout her day, I'm the highlight
Wait, yo
I got that shit on like the pope
Imma civvie I don't keep me no pole
I cannot fuck with these hoes and whores
Work on my craft so it open doors
Cup runneth, bitch I over pour
Ha, I over pour, I'm in a porche
We on yo porch, she gave a tour
She wanted more, said no of course

[Outro: MBRK]
I dont-, I dont be-
I don't be moving like that, bruh