

Prompt / Lyrics
Ayy, punk monk Ayy, yeah What? Know your crew, know your crew (what? What?) Know your crew, know your crew (what? Ayy, what?) Know your crew, know your crew (what? What?) Know your crew, know your crew (what?) One thing I hate the most (slatt) One thing I hate the most (oh yeah) Is some phony friends (yeah) Some phony friends (what?) Some phony friends (woah) Some phony friends (woah) Don’t talk to me Don’t talk to me (yeah) Don’t talk to me (ayy) Don’t talk to me Them folks not with us (us, what?) Them folks not with us (what? What?) Them folks not with us (what? What? What?) I told my brother yesterday, uh (uh) I had every chance to sign all the young ones But I was in my bag (bag, bag) Really, I don’t wanna worry about these folks (what? No) I was tryna sign Trippie Redd before they knew about Trippie I was vibin’ with Lil Keed when he made lil’ “Blicky” (Blicky) And I thought I had Pi’erre, but the label tricked me (what?) They tried to turn me into a white boy, but I’m not Lil Dicky I remember I used to follow KEY! And ManMan Savage Ridin’ ‘round the hood, I was ridin’ with the action (what?) Lil Tjay was my rider, but they turned that boy against me (what?) But OG said, “Hold that down,” so I ain’t trippin’ (yeah) I was in Paris when Offset and Uzi started hittin’ I had to stay out that stuff because that ain’t none my business (yeah) I just worry ’bout me (uh, me) I just worry ’bout me (what? What?) I gotta worry ’bout me (what? What? What? What?) Why? (Why? Yeah, yeah, yeah) oh I’m not friendly at all (what?) I don’t even want these folks on my song (no) I don’t even need these folks on my song (no doubt) I don’t rap, I write poems (what?) If you think you the one, then I’m King Kong (woah) If you know you great, then this your song (what? What?) We are great (yeah, what? What? Yeah) The greatest, yeah (what? Uh, what?) We are great (what? What?) The greatest (yeah, what? Yeah, yeah, yeah) When you not crew You turn into a hater Know your crew, know your crew (yeah) Know your crew, know your crew (ayy) Know your crew, know your crew (what? What?) Know your crew, know your crew (what? What? What? Yeah) One thing I hate the most (yeah, yeah, yeah) One thing I hate the most (oh yeah) Is some phony friends (yeah) Some phony friends (what?) Some phony friends (what?) Some phony friends (what?) Don’t talk to me (don’t talk to me) Don’t talk to me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Don’t talk to me (don’t talk, ayy, yeah) Don’t talk to me (ayy, ayy, yeah) Them folks not with us (what? Us, us, what?) Them folks not with us (what? What?) Them folks not with us (yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, what?) [Pre-Intro]
Tags
Slatt rage trap, auto-tuned boastful rap, heavy 808s, dreamy synths, gang crew loyalty energy, punk monk adlibs
2:31
No
4/14/2026