[00:00.000] 作曲 : Christian Miner/Thorne Baker/steph monroe
[00:04.674]*phone ringing*
[00:07.329]Hello?
[00:07.892]Y-You are listening to a GORTIVERSE exclusive
[00:10.238]GORT
[00:10.712]In this bitch, beanie chillin' on my head
[00:12.344]Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
[00:14.462]Stupid bitch, shut up
[00:15.463]Don't you ever try that shit with me again
[00:17.415]Suck my mother****in' dick
[00:18.832]Tell the Feds, stupid bitch, what up? (Bro-bro)
[00:20.515]Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
[00:22.599]You can miss me with that open that you sent (That open you sent, bitch!)
[00:24.497]Stupid bitch, shut up
[00:25.781]Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
[00:27.748]Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
[00:29.482]Stupid bitch, what up?
[00:30.833]What the ****'s good?
[00:32.033]Bitch I tough woods, ugh
[00:33.218]Did that shit by myself, ain't nobody could
[00:35.687](What, what, what? Okay)
[00:36.069]What the ****'s good wit' you trying to stunt
[00:38.070]Hottest rapper underground and in yo' whole hood
[00:40.806]**** Kevin, after what I said, I ghost
[00:43.324]That 'lil album that you dropped, I ain't even look
[00:46.232]Ha! Guess I did it again
[00:47.864]I thought a lame ****boy was my friend
[00:49.999]He a sorry excuse
[00:51.166]Turn a ****boy to a recluse
[00:53.136]So you don't never ever talk on the crew
[00:55.035]BLCKK, tell 'em what's up!
[00:56.300]Crazy, cold money for my whole rent
[00:58.668]Catch you runnin' through my block until he suspect
[01:01.136]Go do summin', 'stead worryin' 'bout wher I'm at
[01:03.974]Keep the word, pussy, push it 'til we out tha-a-at
[01:06.766]Yeah, word to everybody who don't **** with me
[01:08.834]Ugh, I did this before you ever jumped in it
[01:11.653]Ugh, word to everybody who gon' come for me
[01:14.604]I jump right back out the dirt, bitch, **** with me
[01:17.463]I let you get it once I'm done with it
[01:19.297]I used to do this shit for fun
[01:20.714]'Til we got funds in it
[01:21.783]I'm itchin', barking at this mic and y'all got one gimmick
[01:24.300]Just copy paste, I'll kill myself
[01:25.713]Alright, it's y'all winnin'
[01:27.260]Get up
[01:28.210]Bitch, get up
[01:29.435]**** rap, get the whole gang set up
[01:32.947]Ayy, I smoke what you call competition
[01:34.430]Quotation marks around that bitch
[01:35.924]You can't hit one condition
[01:37.058]I'm tryna spin back to that faggot, ammunition wit' it
[01:39.493]I take it back, don't get a bitch, I'm tryna ****in' kill him
[01:42.161]Everybody wan' be cool 'til they get to see me
[01:45.091]Bitch, I'm really 'bout my word and bitch, I'm still kickin'
[01:47.258]Get at him once and wait a month, I bet he still spinnin'
[01:49.793]I'm tryna bury all these bitches
[01:51.443]Bitch, I still dig it
[01:52.444]Come on, put your ****in' hands up
[01:54.595]I'mma get this shit jumpin' like—
[01:56.079]Like I know you always wanted to-o-o-
[01:58.003](Wanted to, wanted to)
[02:02.154](Bitch, jump, jump!)
[02:03.821]Jump, mo'****a
[02:04.693]If I run into that bitch, I'mma say, "What's good?"
[02:07.693]Jump (Jump), jump (Jump), jump mo'****a
[02:09.794]If I run into that bitch, I'mma say, "What's good?"
[02:12.796]Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
[02:14.963]I said, "Hell yeah!" (Hell yeah!)
[02:17.649]What's good? (What's good?)
[02:21.639](Hahaha, it's Teenage)
[02:23.089]In this bitch, beanie chillin' on my head
[02:25.008]Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
[02:27.025]Stupid bitch, shut up
[02:28.109]Don't you ever try that shit with me again
[02:30.119]Suck my mother****in' dick
[02:31.428]Tell the Feds, stupid bitch, what up?
[02:33.230]Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
[02:35.295]You can miss me with that open that you sent
[02:37.362]Stupid bitch, shut up
[02:38.331]Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
[02:40.499]Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
[02:42.235]Stupid bitch—
[02:42.987](ISSBROKIE!)

作曲 : Christian Miner/Thorne Baker/steph monroe
*phone ringing*
Hello?
Y-You are listening to a GORTIVERSE exclusive
GORT
In this bitch, beanie chillin' on my head
Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
Stupid bitch, shut up
Don't you ever try that shit with me again
Suck my mother****in' dick
Tell the Feds, stupid bitch, what up? (Bro-bro)
Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
You can miss me with that open that you sent (That open you sent, bitch!)
Stupid bitch, shut up
Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
Stupid bitch, what up?
What the ****'s good?
Bitch I tough woods, ugh
Did that shit by myself, ain't nobody could
(What, what, what? Okay)
What the ****'s good wit' you trying to stunt
Hottest rapper underground and in yo' whole hood
**** Kevin, after what I said, I ghost
That 'lil album that you dropped, I ain't even look
Ha! Guess I did it again
I thought a lame ****boy was my friend
He a sorry excuse
Turn a ****boy to a recluse
So you don't never ever talk on the crew
BLCKK, tell 'em what's up!
Crazy, cold money for my whole rent
Catch you runnin' through my block until he suspect
Go do summin', 'stead worryin' 'bout wher I'm at
Keep the word, pussy, push it 'til we out tha-a-at
Yeah, word to everybody who don't **** with me
Ugh, I did this before you ever jumped in it
Ugh, word to everybody who gon' come for me
I jump right back out the dirt, bitch, **** with me
I let you get it once I'm done with it
I used to do this shit for fun
'Til we got funds in it
I'm itchin', barking at this mic and y'all got one gimmick
Just copy paste, I'll kill myself
Alright, it's y'all winnin'
Get up
Bitch, get up
**** rap, get the whole gang set up
Ayy, I smoke what you call competition
Quotation marks around that bitch
You can't hit one condition
I'm tryna spin back to that faggot, ammunition wit' it
I take it back, don't get a bitch, I'm tryna ****in' kill him
Everybody wan' be cool 'til they get to see me
Bitch, I'm really 'bout my word and bitch, I'm still kickin'
Get at him once and wait a month, I bet he still spinnin'
I'm tryna bury all these bitches
Bitch, I still dig it
Come on, put your ****in' hands up
I'mma get this shit jumpin' like—
Like I know you always wanted to-o-o-
(Wanted to, wanted to)
(Bitch, jump, jump!)
Jump, mo'****a
If I run into that bitch, I'mma say, "What's good?"
Jump (Jump), jump (Jump), jump mo'****a
If I run into that bitch, I'mma say, "What's good?"
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
I said, "Hell yeah!" (Hell yeah!)
What's good? (What's good?)
(Hahaha, it's Teenage)
In this bitch, beanie chillin' on my head
Thought you told me you was finna leave me dead
Stupid bitch, shut up
Don't you ever try that shit with me again
Suck my mother****in' dick
Tell the Feds, stupid bitch, what up?
Me and my brothers only sticking to the bread
You can miss me with that open that you sent
Stupid bitch, shut up
Only worried 'bout the paper and the pen
Got 'em stressin' while I'm chillin' in my bed
Stupid bitch—
(ISSBROKIE!)