[Part I]

[Intro: WARYY]
Yeah, yeah
I don't even know you, for real
Yeah, ayy (Ayy), ayy (Ayy-ayy-ayy)

[Verse 1: WARYY]
Bitch, you the Grand Wizard
And yo' girlfriend a kiddy diddler
You is a reincarnation of Hitler
Stay up on Bandlab, my racks goin' bigger (Yeah)
How this shit seven minutes and is ass?
TINY MEAT GANG is really yo' dad
Shit off the dome, I don't need no pad (Yeah)
Wallet be growin' and gettin' so fat like you
Ew, hop on this beat, you get chipped like a mo'fuckin' tooth
How you get bodied by our shitty group?
Spin this shit back when I'm up in the booth
Posted with sheisty, but you look like Gru
Walk in the function, the bitches like, "Ew," yeah
Yo' biggest stop is a mo'fuckin' bench press
Stand on a chair and that mo'fucker bent that
Both of y'all mo'fuckers Lizzo, you big fat (Yeah)
I'm gettin' green, bitch, you know you can't get that (Yeah)
Send this to Jalen, yeah, we 'boutta spin back
[Verse 2: J-LEN]
Out of my DMs, you little ass kid (Yeah)
You not a hacker, bitch, you is a skid
Shit talk more music when your shit is mid
Callin' me lonely when spah sees yo' bitch
Your fuckin' name is Tim (What the fuck?)
Crazy yo' bitch watch you suicide bait
Nah, he actin' like he's Andrew Tate
Eat all the food when yo' ass on a date
Your cock's too small, you can't masturbate
Fuckin' yo' bitch while I'm wearin' some BAPE
Smokin' Himothy in my vape
Talkin' on my name when you ain't even got one (No name)
[?]
That bar was fucking terrible, holy shit
I'm gonna pass to WARYY

[Part II]

[Bridge: WARYY]
You be a bitch forever
When your music in my ears, it be terri—
You be a bitch forever
When your music in my ears, it be te—

[Part III]
[Intro: WARYY]
Lemme punch in

[Verse 3: WARYY]
Why is yo' girlfriend matchin' with eleven year olds?
If you pull up, you would immediately fold
Matter of fact, I don't even know how he pulled
If I ever see you, my Glock gon' bust like Dreamybull
I ain't even tryin' up on this beat
You two the only people that gotta pay me for a feat
Yo, what happened? Why you sayin' the n-word?
Bro, if I was you, I'd put my head inside a blender
I think your girlfriend actually likes kids
Ayy, come here, you can actually slobber on my dick
Ayy, you can't come here with all that mid
Actually, that shit sucks so bad, it doesn't need a diss
Ayy, get off of Bandlab, ayy, get off of Bandlab
Ayy, get off of Bandlab, ayy, get off of Bandla—
Let the music speak for itself

[Part IIII]

[Intro: J-LEN]
Yeah (Bow-bow-bow), how you fat and racist?
Like, pick a fuckin' struggle, holy shit (On bro)
([?]) your girlfriend's a bitch, too, I hate her (On bro)
[Verse 4: J-LEN]
I feel the ground shake when you fuckin' walk
Typin' on Discord while I sip my Wok
You is a bitch, and I don't wanna talk (Yeah, yeah)
"Oh, my God, you're harassing me," bitch, shit, blocked (The fuck?)
Yap in my ear when yo' bitch gettin' taken
You is a racist if I'm not mistaken
Gettin' no views on the track, keep it maken
Smokin' this grass like a fuckin' Jamaican
Motherfuck fag in my mo'fuckin' pack
Keep on lackin' on tracks, why you up on my sack?
You won't just call, blame that shit on lag
Sayin' the hard R when you is not black

[Outro: J-LEN]
You're a no-name faggot (On God)
This is not going on my main 'cause you're not worth my time (Not worth any of it)
Your girlfriend should leave you 'cause you're a piece of shit, bye