2025 (feat. Scooby Stackz)

What's wrong with these ****, man

Pop our shit man

You're right though, this is the fun part

Fuck I'm talkin bout

Fr

What he said, ****

If I ain't fuck with him that much, he'd be dead, ****

His ass a be in the ground

Lord know I luh them gun sounds

It's 2025, you **** still having pape problems

There's plenty ways out here to get it, you must hate knowledge

I ain't finna get on here and say I'm rich, cause I'm still grinding

You try to eat off my plate and I'ma air fry him

I done served em a fake yop he on pill finder

I done put it in her drink like I'm Bill Cosby

The way I beat the road down like I do karate

I done spiked my own drink shit, mixed it with the oxy

I done took the Woc to Poland like my name Yachty

Mixing good gas with purple Sprite, feel like I'm on Molly

I know this white bitch, yeah she like to party

When I hop out with this torch, I feel like Ed Hardy

When she hop up on this dick, she on beat, she be head boppin

I'ma go and fuck this bitch and Worda bro, I let Bez pop ha

He was salty about a bitch, so I leg shot him

Get it? He was salty about some legs

Look, he was salty about a bitch, so I leg shot him

Free Chief and free Tone huh, they doing fed time

When I come outside, I got my chrome

These **** heart dropping

They be praying I'ma downfall , I'ma start poppin

If I call lil' Steve, we outside, you don't want problems

Hop up in that wheel, make a hunnid, in a ghost rider

When we pop out on the strip, all black, feel like Bruce Wayne

Always rinse the pack fast, I feel like Usain

Only time these **** send shots is in 2K

If I up it, then I'm knocking off his toupee

Bad bitches all hunnids straight blue faces

She eat it every day, she like how im tastin

I'll probably catch a, fuck, shit

I'll probably catch a fight for a little, I need some time off

I get to shooing late night, I'm pulling up

This ain't Nightball

Choppa get the spraying at his ass

Like some Lysol

I'll Pop out w my brudda, get to shooing

Like I'm Steph and Seth

We gassed him up a couple times, he still ain't catch his breath

I heard you rocking with that, man, this bitch bugging

I heard you rocking with that

Man that **** neff

Backpack, packin led

This ain't school, put him to the test

These **** out here playing checkers, while we playing chess

Bitch