SOCIAL INTERLUDE

[Verse]
Okay!
Hop in a Hellcat or a Demon
W-Walk up in Saks, might just cop some Neiman’s
Say you got beef, I don’t ever see it (I don’t ever see it) (on God!)
That shit weird, you thought we was homies
Had to make a couple bands off my lonely
All you hoes acting like Naomi (okay)
I got a bitch go both ways, like fuck picking sides shit
She in that CC, that GG, what she like shit
My boy CJ caught an opp with no stick, he just fighting
He don’t even got a Glock, he just want smoke, he on timing
Might just shoot a vid' up in Retta
Going down 400 in a Venta
I do not claim y’all, stop pretending
Me and gang pull up in a Phantom
That boy caught a tag, now he up in Ransom
Feel like Lil Tecca, put you up for ransom
Stay where I’m from, running in Atlanta
Always keep a bag, feeling like I’m Santa (feeling like I’m Santa)

[Outro]
I got a bitch go both ways, like fuck picking sides shit
Shе in that CC, that GG, what she like shit (woah, woah)
And that boy caught an opp with no stick, he just fighting
Hе don’t even got a Glock, he just want smoke, he on timing