(AOD) Big back and I don't wanna share She make it slap like she don't even care Snitch boy get run out of here Fuck that, get the fuck out of here These internet guys best suffer They can't even defend their brother See 'em real life, can't even lock eyes Comin' like Stevie Wonder Turn off the lights and park up, switch off the engine (Skrrr) You might've started that but this ain't the endin' You can't depend on him 'cause he ain't defendin' And he ain't arrangin', but that .38 assemblin' Listened your album twice and here go the review We don't believe that shit, no, we don't believe you You should delete that shit, that shit need a re-do I'm here with Tion Wayne, so we gon' relieve you (Jheeze!) From the 9, but we came with Giggs Sippin' on Cîroc with the shrimp Gyal, I'm free and I don't tell fibs I don't give a fuck what you think Pull up, fill up the Glock in a blink We lit up the block in a glimpse They see me, in short then it's rinse We widdit, we widdit, we mop all the prints Time out, it's back to benches Just grabbed a baseball bat and smashed him senseless Just pour that champagne out, and splash my dentures And no one wants to hear your wack adventures Too disrespectful, and that's offensive The target on you, you're back's expensive She's mad intense, I'm apprehensive A quiet exit, but smashin' entrance Big back and I don't wanna share She make it slap like she don't even care Snitch boy get run out of here Fuck that, get the fuck out of here These internet guys best suffer They can't even defend their brother See 'em real life, can't even lock eyes Comin' like Stevie Wonder How 'bout come outside Tell my young boy "You'd better bring the gun outside" My one love up crime Made them stay home way before quarantine Chattin' to his wifey, she wan' come 'round Didn't like me, she wan' come now Brothers used to frighten me, we got gun now If they come 'round here, they get run down Just up and I'm over Bare weed in the room I fuck with the odour I'm back on the roller-coaster Come back when you're older Some yack in the Coca-Cola Our bat man a joker I got a leng ting from Angola Body shaped like Coca-Cola All my life I had weight on my shoulder So nowadays I stay a loner When I sleep I'm makin' my racks Gotta thank God I ain't in the trap Done man fierce, they ain't had my back I'm my own boss, T Wayne, that's a fact Similar matches You see when I catch him Swingin' them axes Chick in my DM It's really a catfish Pussy on tap I'm swimmin' in cratches (Jheeze!) Big back and I don't wanna share She make it slap like she don't even care Snitch boy get run out of here Fuck that, get the fuck out of here These internet guys best suffer They can't even defend their brother See 'em real life, can't even lock eyes Comin' like Stevie Wonder Them logistics say that they sadistic If you front on man, straight ballistics Names they're listing down just ain't realistic And she says, "I'm not wife, but make me a mistress" Jump in the car, lights on, switch on the engine These niggas fail to fly, but Giggs ain't a penguin (Jheeze!) Hollowman's ride or die, but I'm sick of rememberin' Movie time, and this shit's only renderin' Man's mad at the mobsters, just grab up my boxers Suitcase fulla drip, my baggage obnoxious I'm sat in the office, just baggin' the offers But sat right across from these savage imposters Big back and I don't wanna share She make it slap like she don't even care Snitch boy get run out of here Fuck that, get the fuck out of here These internet guys best suffer They can't even defend their brother See 'em real life, can't even lock eyes Comin' like Stevie Wonder