#FuckYaLungsUp

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch
Yeah, yeah, fuck
Shout out my brother, keep flippin' that pack
Play with a nigga, he gettin' you whacked (Pop-pop)
Pop out in London get a nigga shanked
I'm wit' my brother gettin' to that bag (Shut the fuck up, Nigga)

[Chorus]
That nigga Ryuin tried to run up on me
We left a fat nigga in the street
We put a fuck nigga in the sheets
Why these niggas fuckin' playing with me
Fuck you, Fuck them, nigga, Hate on me
This nigga so gay, Why he bouncin' on meat
I could never hang with no lame ass nigga
Should of saw nigga been talkin' on me
Bitch ass boy been walkin' on me
And I got Rick Owens all on my tee
Niggas so mad they all tryn' eat (Ry-)
Ryuin mad, he just tryn' feast
I count my check, Make money, repeat
You a lil' sad, You can't even see
Niggas want war, Yeah, They want beef
Niggas want war, Yeah- (Shit)

[Verse 1]
Pull up wit' chops, Nigga got that 'K
Ryuin got pole, But he gay
Ryuin got pole, But he ain't got shit
Nigga that's yo' dad's stick
Every Picture, I see yo' fat ass lips
Run from the cops, Man I'm dashin' it
Bitch, I don't need to be Passionate
Got a bitch, That call me Fashionist
Yo' hoe on me, Bitch, I'm smashin' it
I count the racks, Bitch, I'm bagging it
I count the racks, Bitch, I'm- (Aye)

[Verse 2]
Two hoes, Like, Two guns
Smoke gas, Fuck yo' lungs up
I been, Motherfuckin' balling, on these niggas, They suck
Both hoes, hit my phone, Callin', I'm just tryn' see us fuck
All these niggas think they is, You not, better, out of luck
Watch out, You gettin' baited, bitch boy, Finna' get slumped
Talk shit, You get caught up (Run up, Run up, Run up, Run up)

[Verse 3]
Run up, you get fucked up, Ryu' a Lil' ass twink
I smoke, Premium stuff, Talk shit, You getting jumped
Bitch I- Bitch I do (I'm like)
What's the move
I'm like what you sayin?
Glock 19 tucked on the waistband
Niggas talk shit, Want me act cool
Hop out the van, I'm sprayin'
Hit that hoe, Real quick
Niggas be talkin' no debating

[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch
Yeah, yeah, fuck
Shout out my brother, Keep flippin' that pack
Play with a nigga, He gettin' you wacked (Pop-pop)
Pop out in London get a nigga shanked
I'm wit' my brother gettin' to that bag (Shut the fuck up, Nigga)

[Chorus]
That nigga Ryuin tried to run up on me
We left a fat nigga in the street
We put a fuck nigga in the sheets
Why these niggas fuckin' playing with me
Fuck you, Fuck them, nigga, Hate on me
This nigga so gay, Why he bouncin' on meat
I could never hang with no lame ass nigga
Should of saw nigga been talkin' on me
Bitch ass boy been walkin' on me
And I got Rick Owens all on my tee
Niggas so mad they all tryn' eat (Ry-)
Ryuin mad, he just tryn' feast
I count my check, Make money, Repeat

[Outro]
What, Aye, Bitch
Fuck Ryuin, nigga