AI fucking up the industry
I fucked up MAG they think
YB turnt industry
They don't know I took
Her friend and did up trinity
Both legs
Up behind your head
Don't need no sympathy

I need to fly out
Go abroad straight Sicily
They splash in their vids
But can't do that consistently
I can't mend with them
They look for validation
I stay true to myself
You see the truth

Ai fucking up da inner door
Smoking on that Indica
Puffing out da window
Said she like to go fast
Where you wanna go now
Hotel room crazy setting
And I need more tryna get more
Four Four in a baby settings

YB dropping fire like the new Plague
And she wanna roll she wanna do things
(Like yesterday I got a new bae)
I been tryna find my GOD
I looked to myself and found da answers
Where she going why she fasting
She be lying to these niggas
She be screaming that she classy?
But she love go party and dancing
AI fucking up the industry
I fucked your bitch
And now he wan' be mad at me
Now he wanna know
When I get lit 1 5th for a show

AI fucking up the industry
I fucked up MAG
They think yb turnt industry
They don't know I took her friend
And did up trinity
Both legs
Up behind your head
Don't need no sympathy

I need to fly out
Go abroad straight Sicily
They splash in their vids
But can't do that consistently
I can't mend with them
They look for validation
I stay true to myself
You see the truth