Song Wars

[Part I]

[Intro]
Frick, frick, frick
Frick, frick, frick
Frick, frick, frick

[Verse 1]
Lil' bro went out bad I said damn that was tragic
Dropped out of school and got some racks, I bought a patek
She wanna pull up with Lil Kris that hoe a fiend, that hoe a addict
Not even 13, I bought a house, you live in the attic
This choppa got a laser, imma give that boy some static
We tote ARP's, 223’s semi automatic
Lil thottie acting up like damn why she dramatic
Lamborghini Urus and I’m swimming right through traffic

[Part II]

[Verse 2]
Trynna push up on Lil Kris gon' end up dead
Lil shawty wanna pull up on Kris wanna give me head
Why he talking down on Kris he gon' end up dead
Not talking bout pencils but imma fill that boy with led
That boy a baby damn, he breastfed
I told carrot stop the talking yea he heard what I said
I spent $10,000 on this new cologne
He can’t not escape me, imma hit him, UAV drone
Go look at my necklace, you can see, million dollar stone
Gotta body bag, I’m finna leave him in the unknown
They gon' be like Kris, they want clout, they wanna be clones
Can’t trust no thot damn I’d rather be alone