Versus

[Intro]
Rackz Rackz
It's bay way bitch
Gang
V
"White man can't jump"
"White man can't shoot"

[Chorus]
He took a L
Tryna play with the feen like checkers
See me catch the opps on the bells
I get both baby gold and lettuce
I pop back boys I'm gonna need a bell
Oh that boy a demon I'll give that boy hell
He try to be petty oh I'm wishing him well
Get rid of opps get rid of that smell
See how I'm living can't pick up my cell

[Verse]
He got some beef for us
Give him a hot order
You know I be caution the opp order
Get me tight I'm a fuck with the pop's order
Try to talk on me then I'm a swap on her
Good shooters call the tops for us
Lil' body but I got a lot tallеr
That means you gone get hit I'm that shot callеr (Facts) (Facts)
I get a lot of it wonder how I shoot it
[?] like a fucking shoota hitta
On a karate on the opps in the party
Go get your thotty lil' bitch
They think it's a game (It's not)
[?] switch on they gang
Hot Cheetos he gon' give him that flame
Hot Cheetos he gon' AR course
Like step back bang (Boom)
You already know that we'll get back
Aye shots fired
If he reps that gang shot fired
If he up that gang I don't wanna take that
This the jetpack gang
Slide in that Ash lane
Been in that lane
And I was 7 ring that bell in they face
And I was 7 go remember that name

[Chorus]
He took a L
Tryna play with the feen like checkers
See me catch the opps on the bells
I get both baby gold and lettuce
I pop back boys I'm gonna need a bell
Oh that boy a demon I'll give that boy hell
He try to be petty oh I'm wishing him well
Get rid of opps get rid of that smell
See how I'm living can't pick up my cell

[TRANSITION SONG]

[Verse]
Spit on that boy like I'm getting that versing
They ain't no opp that I'm versing (huh)
Clip hold a 30. so when it go hit him he go stubbling and feel like a [?] (Gang) (Gang)
Hook that boy up like a surgeon
I pull up and shoot that just like Irving
My hands gon' work I'm not talking bout jerking
On my computer I'm working