Ay, big up Central Cee and Lil Baby, you know
Them man's funny, them man's serious
You know what I'm sayin'?
Ay, some guys can't go band for band, they're broke
So we can go bitch for bitch if you want
Or gang for gang, trust me, yeah
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang
In the USA, they would call it a "fade," but in the UK, we do bang for bang
See, I don't even know my man, so why does he hate me? I don't understand
They're not really my haters, they really my fans and I know I can tell they be stalkin' the 'Gram
I'm on the plane, I can't wait 'til I land ('til I land)
She a ten, I'ma ask for her 'Gram
"Hey, alles goed?" to all of my baddies in 'Dam
She got a man and I don't give a damn
The life that they live is really a scam
See me I love all my baddies, got baddies in France, I got girls in Milan
She j'adore when I pull on her strands
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang
In the USA, they would call it a "fade," but in the UK, we do bang for bang
See, I don't even know my man, so why does he hate me? I don't understand
They're not really my haters, they really my fans and I know I can tell they be stalkin' the 'Gram
Huh, we can go band for band, fuck that, we can go bitch for bitch
She a baddie not claimin' her man, but that's not my business, it is what it is
In the States, they call it rizz
In London, we're callin' it flick
She wan' be with the gang 'cause she know that we lit, rich and keep it legit
Some of the gang ain't legit, they will come for support, but will cover their face in the vid'
I took a L when that shit was a minor, but I get my G.B, I'll never forget
My comeback is gonna bigger to hop on the beat just to tell you niggas I'm the shit
There's some people that I've never liked, don't you call me your "blud," if you're Blood, then I'm Crip
If I tell you, "I love you," I mean it, I mean it
I have my girl for the night, in the mornin', I'm trappin', I'm back in the evenin'
If you tell me that you really got me, then you better got me, don't play with my feelings
My baddie, she wan' be official, I don't do official, I'd rather a remix
She hate me, she love me, her favourite eediat
They see me in cench, they say that I'm loadin', no shit
Tell me somethin' that I don't know
20 years that I did on this earth
And not one, did I ever did loans
And they ain't ever been lit like me
Since 15, I've been shuttin' down shows
They said I got flows, riddim, hos, with 'em, them all when I got involved
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang
In the USA, they would call it a "fade," but in the UK, we do bang for bang
See, I don't even know my man, so why does he hate me, I don't understand?
They're not really my haters, they really my fans and I know I can tell they be stalkin' the 'Gram
Huh, we can go band for band, fuck that, we can go bitch for bitch
She a baddie not claimin' her man, but that's not my business, it is what it is
In the States, they call it rizz
In London, we're callin' it flick
She wan' be with the gang 'cause she know that we lit, rich and keep it legit
We can go band for band, fuck that, we can go gang for gang
In the US-, they would call it a-, but in the UK, we do bang for-
See, I don't even know my man, so why does he hate me, I don't understand?
They're not really my haters, they really my fans, uh, lock in, trust me
