[Verse 1:Bryson Tanner]
Lil Bryson in it,popping my shit
If my game gets cancelled,I'mma be pissed
Don’t pay for a feature,fuck that shit
Riding around on that ignorant shit
That was the one you fucking with
She a slut,don't pay her shit

She get her wage and don't leave no tips
I’mma spin around the crystal house
Walk on in,you ain't walking out
I pay a fee for you to walk him out
She ain't a poster,go and leak her clout
She like Oreos,put the shit in her mouth
No pathways,I have to reroute
See it,that's what I'm talking about

[Verse 2:J Dash]
No scanner,I'm a scammer. (Real Trapan Music)
I'm on the weed,not smoking no bammer
He a bit sus,time to ban him
Ain't playing that shit around here
I’mma make you disappear
On my head,chandelier

Who put they motherfucking self on the radio?
Play it so much,that shit get old
Like a bag of chips that expired
I’mma heat it,catch this fire
You old man,gotta retire
Go to the cube house,they're up for hire
I’m falling like the Trojan empire
I'm going out at night,this shit a nightrider
[Verse 3:Alam Nasrallah]
Parity for the ones in charity
This one the Shabbah mixtape,you might spare me
I loved her first sight,then I married her
Down under,I'm in arial
These raps might put me in the burial
Chakra unlocked,Mesa Mesa con con

Trap the Islam when it bop
Mitigation and facing the problems of payment
Calling my Brodskys,smoking the pot pie
Lock on the block,that hot
Neymar called me up
He said what's up Alam
I said nuttin much
I’m just fishing for lunch

[Verse 4:Devon Carter]
I blew up the vicinity,I'm Osama
I'm in charge of the Whitehouse,I'm Obama
Looking for your grades,I'm your momma
Doing anything for a comma
Checks over striped tees
You want a verse? Bitch please!

Excuse myself for mental health
I've been trying to feel myself
This is not what really helps
I hope you understand well
My life really feels like it's in hell
I go to the beach to pick up sea shells
It's not your problem if you can tell
I'm gonna go relieve myself
[Verse 5:Dirty Sprite]
Fuck you and the past
I'm not to brag
I go really fast
Getting this cash
Rickety racks
Stop the track

Play it again
Twist it again
Pimp it again
They see me as chicken
The accusations are false
I didn't wreck the car
That's way too far
I'm out of here y'all

[Verse 6:Stone Lee]
I karate kick
And yes I know karate bitch
Knock your head off,Mortal Kombat shit
They not really with it yet
Most of them forget
Some of them are paying the rent

I could get a nickel for every time I spent a dollar
Donating my needs to help them scholars
I don't need a fee,I'm just a baller
Like Bruce Lee,I'm a limb copper
I be on Shotta Flow,no NLE Choppa
On the phone,speak to her proper
Met her out in a Foot Locker
You sick bitch,you need a doctor
[Verse 7:Inna Lisa]
I need him to feel it,he never go peel it
Like a tomato,I'm always ripening
Six figures,gonna punch him in
Tell me I'm a hoe,he don't know who he's fucking with
He gotta get the check,gonna talk him in
This n***a hit,but he never miss

Wake up,wake up
Here is your paycheck
I would tell him the other way,but I have no patience
Walking in the house,backyard need some raking
I'm wearing clothes but he rather see me naked
Never freak it out,no cuffs for a bitch
Talk that shit,bit your lip
Say it in public,but you don't mean it

[Verse 8:Don Cavalier]
Riding around in a Hellcat
Strapped it on an air max
I can't die,get the vest straps
You be calling a lot,do the math
Last time,I was doing that
She wanna get married,can't wife that

I'm in Memphis
I'm Tory Lanez,haven't been broke in a minute
Bitch I'm in it to win it
They sneak dissing,but they really bitching
She texting me,but left on read
I'm tryna get this bread
No shoot out,playing for the NBA
If I'm your student,go and give me an A

[Verse 9:Lil Mossy]
Young n***a trapping out the block
Can't fuck around,all these n***as on my cock
I be watching the time,it go tick tock
You can decide if I'm fire or nah
Young wizard sipping on the lizard
Sip it up,it gonna be a blizzard

Ay,you can't bop like me
You can't really see me
She don't want the neck,she want feet
I be Boulanger in the damn street
I got all of the house keys
He don't like me
She really like me
You might be

[Verse 10:FalcoSoFly]
Who put themselves on the camera? Ain't enough to see
I'm getting lazy,nothing I'd rather be
I'm out before I'm in,n***a I'm flyer in the upper seat
Rocking these Amiri jeans
I be writing my verses,I'mma hop on
I couldn't pay for Tyvon,so I made a song with Alam

Talk to me nicely
Come on my ice tea
I know you n***as don't like me
Fuck around,don't overhype me
Take it back,Hype Williams
I know I'm going platinum
Going in,I be raiding them
Running a check in my Nikes