(Intro)Alright! Lyrics

Alright, well let's get it poppin

She said I need to stop the

Rp20's but them bitches rockin

I been in my head I feel better

When I'm off dem meds

My feelings dead you can have

It out and I won't shake yo hand

Oh you dissin on the gram

You done made yo bed

Now them hittas coming at

Yo top you must hate yo head

I was finna lay it up

But I banged instead

Mixed the green with the robitussin

I be faking red

Brodie copped ah arp with the baby legs

You ain't got no stripes in the field

You need to make yo bed

And I'm rollin up some za

While you facing regs

If you had a bike

As ah kid I'll take yo pegs

Memeber I ain't have a plan

Now I'm up to something

A2P spreadgang

Bitch we up and runnin

Walk down on ah opp

Shoot em in his nugget

If the ball in my hand

I'll never punt it

She got over 5 body's I'll never cuff it

I'll only slam down like I'm Andre Drummond

Opp niggas really broke

And they always frontin

Don't hit my phone tryna link

We know y'all ain't comin

Niggas never show love

Why they gotta hate

Don't put yo trust in many man

All these niggas snakes

If you try to backdoor me 50 to yo face

Stay silent in that room and they gone

Drop the case

If we come and push up on you

Then we not gone play

You gotta cut that nigga off if he not gone spray

In competition with myself moving at slow pace

If you wanna up and leave well that's okay