enemy

[Intro]
Ye-yeah, yeah, SRT, yeah, yeah, enemy
Ye-yeah, yeah, SRT, yeah, yeah, enemy
Yeah, and that boy get smoked like some hickory, yeah
You don't got it, buddy, you don't got no agility, yeah
I got five guys with me, you can't side-eye
Yeah, money callin' me, money callin'
In the V.I.P section with my niggas, yeah, we ballin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, this is not no Dawso—

[Verse]
Yeah, yeah, in the club throwin' hundreds, hundreds bands
Yo-you think that you know me, boy, you do not compare
Thought they lackin', for real, nigga, tell him, ''Look in the mirror''
Yeah, yeah, your bank account empty
And that lil' bitch a vampire, she suck me for my energy
Me and Mary Jane, yeah, I think we got synergy
And the fuck-nigga one side dissed on me
Tryna pull up quick in the SRT
Yeah, yeah, SRT, yeah, yeah, enemy
Yeah, and that boy get smoked like some hickory, yeah
You don't got it, buddy, you don't got no agility, yeah
I got five guys with me, you can't side-eye
Yeah, money callin' me, money callin'
In the V.I.P section with my niggas, yeah, we ballin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch, this is not no Dawson's Creek
Yeah, yeah, I see 12, I'm dodgin' 'em
Geeked, yeah, yeah, geeked, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, we goin' with the heat, yeah, yeah
Got this bad bitch, she feelin' me
I'm with this bitch in Italy, yeah, yeah
Turn him into history if he diss' on me, yeah