Hoe Era

I already know you been talkin' 'bout me

Yeah, yeah

**** on that shit again, uh

Huh

Yeah, **** on 'em tough, aye

On 'em tough, aye, **** on 'em, yeah

Look

Aye, Hoey, is you stupid or you dumb?

Poppin' it, then screamin' 'bout a twenty-v-one

Aye, Hoey, is you finished or you done?

We don't give a fuck where you from, where you from

Uh-huh, okay

What's up? Shut up

Uh-huh, okay

What's up? Shut up

Baby teeth, you ain't even got a plaque yet

Fact check, we wanna see them numbers like a math test

Run, Joey, run, we gon' aim it at your backpack

Real shit, you should act more, you should rap less

Every verse ass, what that BBL cost?

West Coast get in season, now you heavy on the salt (What?)

Catch him at the Staples Center, bet you I'ma spark (What?)

Goofy, don't let Power get your TV turned off

****, what? You done ran into them steppers who don't tap dance

Gucci trash bins just for you to put them raps in

Conductor got you soundin' like you in a jazz band

Why he goin' after Dot? He think he Pac-Man, ooh

CJ like forty and he on drugs

Clickbaitin' for the honeycomb, get your own buzz

Skeletons inside my closet playin' Bone Thugs

I'll put the whole Pro Era on a Pro Club

Aye, Hoey, is you stupid or you dumb?

Poppin' it, then screamin' 'bout a twenty-v-one

Aye, Hoey, is you finished or you done?

We don't give a fuck where you from, where you from (Where you from)

Uh-huh, okay

What's up? Shut up

Uh-huh, okay

What's up? Shut up (Where you from?)

**** want smoke, I'm a vape lord

Walk around with 9 on me, feel like I'm in grade four

I can send him to the stars, he get paid for

But standin' next to Soul ain't gon' save yours

But every verse, Hoey talkin' 'bout, "I'm back"

We don't give a fuck 'bout where you was or where you at

See, the fans only know you for the acts, not the blaps

I know where you wasn't, you was never on the map

Look, sleep with one eye open, I'm in Futurama

Old-heads ain't try to school you, let me do the honors

Stupid-ass ****, I can tell he never been in drama

Who a nobody? I was writin' for your baby mama (For Serayah)

Caught yourself speakin' for the coast without backup

Dropped a lil' three-track EP and, ****, that sucked

Seen what happened last time an actor beef with rapper

How you on TV and your homie usin' CapCut?

Get active, stop actin'

Get active, gain traction

Your last slap was in 2017

And I play ball, I can deal with **** on the screen

Ray Whoppa, quick to turn a **** to a rollout

Heard they move the goalpost every time we show out

Hair-salon convo, it really is a blowout

Dot didn't respond, now you tryna call Cole out? Dumbass

Aye, Hoey, is you stupid or you dumb?

Poppin' it, then screamin' 'bout a twenty-v-one

Aye, rock him, stupid-ass **** think he Rakim

TDE superstars, jealous he ain't locked in

I done peeled so many caps, I go to med school

Bullets flyin' by, sound like sounds on the Neptune

Thought the beef was livestock, really it was Deadpool

For that energy, I gave him wings once I read bull

Sorry, not sorry, shit was weak, pardon me (Pardon me)

He made a whole EP coppin' pleas (Coppin' what?)

Black man, let him breathe, let him breathe

Nah, fuck that, hang him from the popular trees

He had y'all fooled like he do it for the sport (For the sport)

I'm Snoop Dogg kickin' over his lil' fort, aye

Bitch, you washed, you ain't carryin' no torch

You let Ice Spice turn into the king of New York, what the fuck?

Get active, stop actin'

Get active, stop actin'

Get active, stop actin'

Get active, stop actin'