[Intro]
Jesus knows
I am getting delivered
I was never in this'
Life goes on, I need all no babies (gyah, gyah)

[Verse 1]
Woke up threw away the broccoli
Op, keep a bolt on me, fight my freinds (boys)
Ip, ownership, the principle is by me
Mr. Get Off, I get off at no feet
(When i see Opponents it make go fight)
(You got the music, now is your chance)
A trash gamer couldn't fight me in battle arena
Buddy jumped he couldn't revied cause his ip
Taped out raged so he quit the fucking game
Omg you dont know him so you gotta be humble

[Chorus]
We fight good, get the fuck out my gang
Look sweat, but he don't got no taste
He talked trash, he got banned of a day
Julian, let me know what the play

[Verse 2]
What the fuck?
I got wins, I got bucks, I got new paper planes
I got gang, i got fights, but you ain't number 1
You ain't no team, hit em up with a fucking pickaxe, 1hp but i know im number 1, Omg but you are not fucking dumb talking trash let me her you make about me you ain't him but you are talking the trash
[Chorus]
We fight good, get the f**k out my gang
Look sweat, but he don't got no taste
He talked trash, he got banned of a day
Julian, let me know what the play

[Post-Chorus]
Double up, Double up
Double up, Double up
Double up (Mm, mm), Double up (Mm, mm)
Double up (Mm, mm), Double up

[Bridge]
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Minecraft kid? (Minecraft kid?)
Bye bitch (Bye bitch)
We finna go dumb (we Finna go dumb)
My ways (My Ways)
Bunk skunk (Bunk skunk)
Fever (Fever)
Spider Punk (Spider Punk)

[Verse 3]
Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, know you rockin' it
Builder friends, what you want? 'Cause i know I'm watchin' it
Nothing on the floor, let me know if you falling'
It
Triple won't go, but I know that he lockin' it
Fake Punches was real 'til I silenced it
Pipe down, young, these some whole other family
Bitch won’t go so some bitch so im doing it
Bitch won’t go so fuck him in apologies
Ghetto kid, it was it was season 5 with the Kickoff
Team died, we inside, we about bout to kill him off
Punch on Punch, it's a fact, this a brick of raw
Tell me why the fuck you n***as rap if it's fictional?
Tell me why the fuck you n***as fed if you criminal?
"Ayy, Michael, can I get a drop?" I'm like, "N***a, nah" ain’t good fights from the sweat side from the area shores, loggin off soon, i dont wana die boys (Ah)
[Chorus]
We fight good, get the fuck out my gang
Look sweat, but he don't got no taste
He talked trash, he got banned of a day
Julian, let me know what the play

[Outro]
Double up, Double up
Double up, Double up
Double up (Mm, mm), Double up (Mm, mm)
Double up (Mm, mm), Double up