GOMD

(Varsity)
(slatt)
(yeah, come on)
(come on)

[Verse 1]
Niggas always love saying my name
Everyday it's a brand new post
And I tried to let y'all niggas live
But y'all niggas won't leave me alone
Wanted problems nigga here it is
Niggas know I don't fuck with alo
Lil bitch I'm too grimy, I handle my bizz
Bet I catch a nigga at a show, if he get one
I got v-set all on me, fuck nigga would try to hit some
I got big straps on me no lil' guns
This the start of velli, this the real one
Prolly runnin' his shit like a puma
He gon' hop on IG and do too much
Before you fix them lips to say my damn name, pussy go clean that room up
Ion' usually respond to the rumors, or the "poppin' my shit" Ion' do that
Niggas know what you do in them group chats, better pray that don't nobody speak up
Nigga postin' like who he gon' beat up
I'd be damned if I let him fuck me up
I was high on them drugs, had to re-up
Niggas pussy they don't wanna meet up
I'd be damned if I let him fuck me up
Me and twin in yo' city come see us
Oh I get it, Oh I get it, niggas tryna get some clout
Oh I get it, he ain't shit without spamming on tiktok
Even then he can't make his lil' shit pop
I can't fuck on this hoe, I just lip-lock
On my daddy let's get this shit kicked off
Took a month to get you 7k
I get 7k in 7 days
I get hella' pape in hella ways
Nigga talkin' shit he hella brave
Nigga just politicking cause' he can't rap, uh-huh
Nigga don't say name, then I won't say it back, uh-huh
Niggas can't talk to me, where yo pape' at? mm-hm
Bring the sluts in, where the ban-

[Verse 2]
Bitch I'm with R-O-P
Fuck bout' a S-O-S, give fuck bout' a A-L-O
I heard your new shit, and it ain't your best better go ahead and turn that off
This nigga main talent speaking on my name cause' the rap shit ain't gon' do it
Gun to ya' head, name 5 alo songs
Just imagine that side
I'm with lil cay, I'm with lil blue and lil truce nigga know I came with genocide
Fuck bout a "x", I put that lil nigga on, now he wanna pick his side
But don't forget, I got on your song cause' a bitch, nigga might aswell take that down
Bitch I ain't your friend, cool, gang
Ion' know why niggas saying my name
Niggas too mad, see I'm still doing em' bad, tell bandy make another post
That shit is sad, I see how y'all niggas act, y'all use that nigga to promote
That shit is trash, that shit ain't getting no traction, take that shit down right now
Bitch I ain't trippin', Ion' gotta post a snippet, still get 100k
Lil bitch I been this, workout the trap like fitness, still shipping bags off
This ain't ya' house, nigga this shit not sweet, pussy we know that you soft
I just got mad, I just heard one of your songs, I had to turn that shit off
Quit nigga, I'm with R-O-P, fuck a A-L-O
Fan niggas, always riding dick, if you know you know
Bands all on my jacket, and my damn coat
Shoot me in my head if I ever turn on A-L-O

"You might as well stick faking your death and plays. Stick to making pink pussy, stick to making jerk, stick to making weak ass shit. I might turn that shit on. I can't even fuck on my main page but I'll fuck on my archive, you can't do that shit. BUM ASS NIGGA."