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    Ayo, Yetty, turn that shit up
    Ayy, Dom

    Who the fuck these niggas is?
    Who the fuck these bitches?
    Huh, who the fuck these people are?
    Tell 'em that we can't kick it

    Ho inside they jeans, I'm too real
    I'ma get a nigga wet behind these niggas
    Tryna get that ho from out her jeans and do criss-cross
    Run me a million dollars up inside these Raf Simons

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    The fuck they think they playin' with? Bitch, I make millions
    I been plannin' on stackin' bands in my section
    Thinkin' 'bout my lil' brother Kendell, I start ventin'
    Need to call lil' brothеr Jay, I'm in bang outs with that glizzy
    Most these niggas claim 4KTrey ain't еven fuckin' with me
    Most these niggas gon' die today, if they try, know they can't get me
    Who the fuck all these new faces around inside my business?
    I don't remember they face at all, they wasn't with me in the trenches
    I don't remember them from my grandad house, I'm serious
    They weren't with me when I was hangin' out that car, this ain't realest
    Balerina, we spinned the whole car, somethin' get spilled in it

    I don't know who the fuck these niggas is
    Who the fuck these bitches?
    Huh, who the fuck these people are?
    Go tell 'em that we can't kick it

    Ho inside they jeans, I'm too real
    I'ma get a nigga wet behind these niggas
    Tryna get that ho from out her jeans and do criss-cross
    Run me a million dollars up inside these Raf Simons (Ayy, yo)

    Cross YoungBoy, then you cross the Queen (Queen)
    All them internet games turn boys to memes (Memes)
    Keep sleepin' on the team, we gon' pause your dreams
    They want action, tell my niggas: Cause a scene
    Fully active, I keep my shooters in the gym, nigga, practice
    You bitches know it could get sticky like a cactus (Cactus)
    I'm the one that they tread like tractors
    And still can't catch a break like fractures (Like fractures)
    I don't fuck with them, I'm too real
    Wanna be me, but just keep wishin' (Keep wishin')
    All up on the star how I pinky swear, no matter what, you ain't winnin'

    Who the fuck is these bitches?
    Who the fuck these niggas is?
    Who the fuck these people are?
    Tell 'em that we can't kick it

    Song details

    Composition: Nicki Minaj, YoungBoy Never Broke Again, WayV, Yetty, Kenoe, Yo Benji, and Dom Beats

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