(s-s-s-s-s-squirl)
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout SRTs, your 12
He-He-He said he dont care bout’ a disstrack, here it is bitch, yeah, go to hell
He dont fuck with Yeat and fuck with beef, snap out of it and hit a bell
He the type of nigga to get hit in school and go (im boutta tell)
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you do drugs, your 12
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you do guns, your 12
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you get cars, your 12
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you bitches, your 12
We can go chill uh, i got chrome cars uh, [?] yeah we can go to mars
Bro is this yo fuckin writing? you need to do better bitch
You sayin that you got chrome cars, but you not fuckin rich
Yuh, this ain't no purple magic, but im switchin the flow like i dont know, im switchin the cadence
You suckin’ that dick and yoy lovin that dich, I think yo ass is gay, i think yo name is Kaeden
Im smokin on culee, im smokin his dad, and his mom, and his grandma, his auntie, his brother
And so on and so on, my lungs don’t exist anymore, yeah, fuck you culee
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout SRTs, your 12
He-He-He said he dont care bout’ a disstrack, here it is bitch, yeah, go to hell
He dont fuck with Yeat and fuck with beef, snap out of it and hit a bell
He the type of nigga to get hit in school and go (im boutta tell)
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you do drugs, your 12
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you do guns, your 12
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you get cars, your 12
Boy your 12, boy your 12, talk bout you bitches, your 12