Won’t Be Survivin’

[Chorus]
Try to flex on me, boy, you better be hidin'
Hands up, knees down, gon' be foot fightin'
Look at all this water, well, I better be divin'
Fist brawl, looks like you won't be survivin'

[Verse]
'boutta hit you with the 47
Juul pod flavor is always lemon
Hangin' out with my homie Kevin
All these rhymes came straight from heaven
IQ bigger than a watermelon
Your boy JJ getting all the women
Shout out Lil Expired Lettuce
Punch your stuff, teach you a lesson
Pull up on your block wearing Supreme flip flops
And if you want, we can share our poop socks
Better watch out, my fists feel like bedrock
This song is a bop, finna rob a Gamestop
If you think I suck, well, time to feel the pain
All of these dorks are giving me a migraine
Yeah, I am an adolescent, but I am not tame
I will so totally beat you in a video game

[Chorus]
Try to flex on me, boy, you better be hidin'
Hands up, knees down, gon' be foot fightin'
Look at all this water, well, I better be divin'
Fist brawl, looks like you won't be survivin'

[Refrain]
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'
Yuh, yuh, you won't be survivin'