Fans V1.5

[Chorus]
Beat that fucking block like Tina and Ike
He talk that shit all day, we slide his block at night
ARP got titty mags, we hit that boy right in the chest
That boy tried to compete with me, bitch, you fuckin' with the best
Boy, watch yo demeanor, you ain't got a heater
Yeah, you shoot yo shot, but my shot lookin' greener
I just put this ice right on my wrist, it change the season
I got me a model bitch, she white, don't use no seasons

[Verse]
Back then, worried bout my bills, now I got money coming in
Dirtied up my sprite, then mixed my mud with all my medicine
Bitch, what the fuck, you can't get in, get back
How the fuck he talk 'bout me, he can't even show a stack
Not a dime
I might throw like 3 in the club
Bitch, come get these bucks
Bitch, I'm posted with my pole tuck
He don't wanna blow some
Send that boy right to the sky
Turn 'em dirty laundry, choppa fold you
Bitch, why you acting like we know you?
Okay, I'm moving different, but I remember them times you sold too
Switched up on my day ones
They was built like tofu
You can't find yo balls nigga, I ain't talking Goku
No kakarot
Put like 10 on baccarat
Talking tough, he yap a lot
Chatting like he Kai Cenat
Ain't no way I'm falling off
AMG, I pull off
ARP, his head off
TBH, it's my fault

[Chorus]
Beat that fucking block like Tina and Ike
He talk that shit all day, we slide his block at night
ARP got titty mags, we hit that boy right in the chest
That boy tried to compete with me, bitch, you fuckin' with the best
Boy, watch yo demeanor, you ain't got a heater
Yeah, you shoot yo shot, but my shot lookin' greener
I just put this ice right on my wrist, it change the season
I got me a model bitch, she white, don't use no seasons