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Split Screen

We staying looking clean
Most don't know what that mean
We ain't staying mean
My range I'm taking the team
Going full speed ultra light beam
Got my whole squad with me playing split screen
And the ops tryna hit me I step lightly
Call em Timmy cause I make em wish they never met me

Better tie your shoe laces cause y'all be tripping
The kid finna win the race cause I am gifted
I be looking at the greats I'm judging the distance
1st place in my face man I'll French kiss it
Hamilton it's my shot yeah I'm not missing
Not in Detroit but I'm popping like a piston
Plus I am different switch up on em like in a instant
I'll make em listen red dot but your boy blistsin
Huh, you can't stand the rain dear
I'm in the eye of the hurricane, no fear
The world still giving head im ahead but I'll tell 'em I ain't finish yet so I won't veer
To left, to left, letting god steer
I'm top tier I be walking over my peers
Moving foreward never back like I can't hear
Don't call my name unless you wanna cheer for me

We staying looking clean
Most don't know what that mean
We ain't staying mean
My range I'm taking the team
Going full speed ultra light beam
Got my whole squad with me playing split screen
And the ops tryna hit me I step lightly
Call em Timmy cause I make em wish they never met me

If the opps tryna hit at me,No they can't get at me, yes I'm a stepper for real
Imma bang with the crew,You gone bang out wit who?
Send them shottas to you, they gone knock out yo' tooth
We been steppin' for free, they been steppin' for me You wanna try and come see?
Lemme show you the proof
(Imma Show Em')
Lemme show you how gangsta it get I'm the truth
I been smoking that doja all morning, I can't even hold you, I put all my feelings in booth
Lil shawty told me I'm controlling, I can't even hold you I like all my women in two
The same way I like all my money I'm thumbing through hunnid's, I love when I flex and it's blue
(I'm in love with her too)
I'm in love with my gun everytime that they run I just know she gone shoot
Don't Mess With My Boo Cause-

We staying looking clean
Most don't know what that mean
We ain't staying mean
My range I'm taking the team
Going full speed ultra light beam
Got my whole squad with me playing split screen
And the ops tryna hit me I step lightly
Call em Timmy cause I make em wish they never met me

Two different tabs
Im exing it out like an ad
I hop on the beat with the former legacy
U know i really gotta spaz
Been out for a minute
The melatonin really hit ya
Open your eyes cause ya boy going up
Feel like russell but im on a mission
U see the emissions
Fire alarm gon be trippin
Im splitting the screen while we making the streams
Thats really what u call precision
Cant go the opps they got tunnel vision
Im counting chicken while im eating my chicken
Im saying grace for the food that i ate
And the real ones gonna eat off the plate
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Split Screen

We staying looking clean
Most don't know what that mean
We ain't staying mean
My range I'm taking the team
Going full speed ultra light beam
Got my whole squad with me playing split screen
And the ops tryna hit me I step lightly
Call em Timmy cause I make em wish they never met me

Better tie your shoe laces cause y'all be tripping
The kid finna win the race cause I am gifted
I be looking at the greats I'm judging the distance
1st place in my face man I'll French kiss it
Hamilton it's my shot yeah I'm not missing
Not in Detroit but I'm popping like a piston
Plus I am different switch up on em like in a instant
I'll make em listen red dot but your boy blistsin
Huh, you can't stand the rain dear
I'm in the eye of the hurricane, no fear
The world still giving head im ahead but I'll tell 'em I ain't finish yet so I won't veer
To left, to left, letting god steer
I'm top tier I be walking over my peers
Moving foreward never back like I can't hear
Don't call my name unless you wanna cheer for me

We staying looking clean
Most don't know what that mean
We ain't staying mean
My range I'm taking the team
Going full speed ultra light beam
Got my whole squad with me playing split screen
And the ops tryna hit me I step lightly
Call em Timmy cause I make em wish they never met me

If the opps tryna hit at me,No they can't get at me, yes I'm a stepper for real
Imma bang with the crew,You gone bang out wit who?
Send them shottas to you, they gone knock out yo' tooth
We been steppin' for free, they been steppin' for me You wanna try and come see?
Lemme show you the proof
(Imma Show Em')
Lemme show you how gangsta it get I'm the truth
I been smoking that doja all morning, I can't even hold you, I put all my feelings in booth
Lil shawty told me I'm controlling, I can't even hold you I like all my women in two
The same way I like all my money I'm thumbing through hunnid's, I love when I flex and it's blue
(I'm in love with her too)
I'm in love with my gun everytime that they run I just know she gone shoot
Don't Mess With My Boo Cause-

We staying looking clean
Most don't know what that mean
We ain't staying mean
My range I'm taking the team
Going full speed ultra light beam
Got my whole squad with me playing split screen
And the ops tryna hit me I step lightly
Call em Timmy cause I make em wish they never met me

Two different tabs
Im exing it out like an ad
I hop on the beat with the former legacy
U know i really gotta spaz
Been out for a minute
The melatonin really hit ya
Open your eyes cause ya boy going up
Feel like russell but im on a mission
U see the emissions
Fire alarm gon be trippin
Im splitting the screen while we making the streams
Thats really what u call precision
Cant go the opps they got tunnel vision
Im counting chicken while im eating my chicken
Im saying grace for the food that i ate
And the real ones gonna eat off the plate
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Writer: Jordan Fletcher, Quinten Mactribouy, Clement Robinson
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