No Singalong

[Verse 1]
Let's go
I'm from a place you never make it out
Homie got a brick of that raw, we had to shave it down
You was in the station giving statements, I got papers to prove that you fucking pussy
I post it, you try to take it down
Arghh, send my shit to Deeza, make it loud
I don't really smoke like that but tonight I'm blazing clouds
Whoo, I'm doing my dirt in 48
The streets crown me king, it was over soon as my story played
Whoo, most my homies like to pour innate
But I keep hearing these demons in my head saying "Jordy stays"
Fuck, and I never followed no corny wave
I be deep inside of your bitch while I'm playing Tory Lanez
Whoo

[Chorus]
And I'm never making no singalong
I'm from the era where you get bashed if you wearing Billabong
Fuckhead, and I'm never making no singalong
I'm from the era where you get bashed if you wearing Billabong (Let's go)
And I'm never making no singalong
I'm from the era where you get bashed if you wearing Billabong

[Verse 2]
Yeah heh, ask around, my name hold a lot of weight
If my homie hungry, I'm making sure that he got a plate
We ain't gotta scrape by in this rat race
Imma just keep telling my story till the cash came
You will get a slapped face, you will get your jaw broke
Fuck around and have a seizure listening to Jord's flow
I give sight to the blind, I'm speaking in Morse code
Yeah, I do this shit with ease, it's never forced bro
Let's go

[Chorus]
And I'm never making no singalong
I'm from the era where you get bashed if you wearing Billabong
Fuckhead, and I'm never making no singalong
I'm from the era where you get bashed if you wearing Billabong

[Outro]
Aha, yeah
Let's go, fuckin' hell
Agh