Tryna beef over some pussy, that's funny (That's funny) Can't believe this8 ho made you her crash dummy The way you act, that ho pussy better be squirtin' out money Platinum diamond, VVS' payin' taxes or somethin' But it's okay, I understand, you just couldn't keep it a hunnid While you locked up somebody else shovin' that dick in her stomach I can't be beefin' bout these bitches, bruh, this shit gettin' old Knowin' that pussy stainless steel, but yet you treat it like gold They been showin' me that these niggas ain't real (Ain't real, fuck nigga) Get caught up with that time, they gon' squeal (Gon' squeal) These bitches ain't shit, these niggas ain't real (Ain't real) Keep playin', your ass fuck 'round and get killed What's goin' on, bro, I heard you been trippin' (Was trippin') I thought you kept it real from beginnin' Until I heard that track you made and I came to some suspicions I can't believe to my surprise, one of my woadies sneak dissin' [Bridge] Yeah, you turned cold, I can't fuck with you It's like that Molly done turned you into a fuck nigga Hold up, wait, bro, pose for the picture You officially have been framed as a fuck nigga And that's truth, this... ain't fuckin' with you at all And Lil Baby snapped, but this fuck nigga ain't my dawg That ain't my dawg no more That ain't my dawg (No) That ain't my dawg no more (Nah) [Chorus] I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn) What's goin' on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam) And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn) Got me like, "What the fuck wrong with—"