NETHERLANDS

[Chorus]
Yeah, you apoligised, but we never good (Never good, yeah)
I might fly your bitch to the Netherlands (Netherlands, yeah)
NEURO$PACE, I'm forever good ('Ever good, yeah)
Bullets I never sent to hood (Sent to hood, yeah)
Grew up to ends now I'm up, yeah (I'm up, yeah)
A-A-All of my beef gettin' cut, yeah (Cut, yeah)
Yeah, you apoligised, but we never good
Talk shit, fly your bitch out to the Netherlands (Ayy, ayy), yeah, ayy

[Verse]
Cold beef sour, I'm the man of the hour
Two Asian bitches with me like I'm fuckin' Austin Powers
I love some Asian pussy like Styxxx (Like Styxxx)
Everyone who's beefin', yeah, you pricks (You's is pricks)
Me and my mandem hittin' licks
Gang shit, yeah, we trappin' out with bricks
Nike Air Force 1's, yeah, the kicks (Yeah, the kicks)
Oh, look, R.J. made another hit
Ray J and KSI, so this boy all on my dick
Wanted me on his album, I said, "Fuck no, little bitch"
I spend too much time on SP1CYxXxT3DDY
So if you want beef, bitch, come on, I'm ready
My song went number one like Headie
Carry 'round this chopper and it's heavy
Feds huntin' me down like Nelly
My ice colder than Kelly's
Put some bubblegum up in my belly
Watch me explode, it's motherfuckin' Teddy (Ayy, ayy)
Ice juice, ice juice, yeah, that's drippin' off me
Blood red like Trippie, but I'm trippin' LSD
And I'm tripping off lean
"R.J., you wouldn't wanna fucking meet my team"
Okay, okay, bitch boy, you'd fuck me up in your dreams, ayy

[Chorus]
Yeah, you apoligised, but we never good (Never good, yeah)
I might fly your bitch to the Netherlands (Netherlands, yeah)
NEURO$PACE, I'm forever good ('Ever good, yeah)
Bullets I never sent to hood (Sent to hood, yeah)
Grew up to ends now I'm up, yeah (I'm up, yeah)
A-A-All of my beef gettin' cut, yeah (Cut, yeah)
Yeah, you apoligised, but we never good
Talk shit, fly your bitch out to the Netherlands (Ayy, ayy), yeah, ayy

[Bridge]
'Cause two bad bitches in the spot with me
Fam, we making money, yeah, me making cheese
Life is a pain on these aching knees
Free OFM, wanna see my niece, ayy

[Outro]
Talk, they just talk
They just talk a lot, yeah, talk a lot
Got a lot on my plate, tryna conversate
I'm with my mates, and we just tryna bomb the day
It's gone today, the pain is anyway
But like rain, it'll come back another day
Ayy, ayy, ayy