[INTRO] Yeah… BadWhiskey… Velvet Khaos… Memphis to the West Coast… Bow down… [VERSE 1 – BadWhiskey] You see I’m livin’ good now, got ‘em all pressed, Everybody wanna talk now, everybody wanna flex. Tryna get up in my business, tryna shoot they shot, But I ain’t givin’ out chances, nah, I think not. I’m the flame, strike a match, watch it spark real quick, Too many broke-ass dreams thinkin’ they the pick. If he wanna holla, cool, but don’t waste my time, ‘Cause another weak line ain’t changin’ my mind. Listen up boy, let me make it real clear, You just another fuckboy buzzin’ in my ear. All that talk don’t impress me, You ain’t on my level, don’t test me. [CHORUS] Lemme get some… (You ain’t hittin’ nothin’) Lemme get some… (You ain’t hittin’ nothin’) Lemme get some… (You ain’t hittin’ nothin’) Nah… Nah… Nah… [VERSE 2 – BadWhiskey] No, we never met before, Yeah, I heard that line. Can I chill one night Without you wastin’ mine? I don’t care what you drive, Don’t care who you know. And no, you can’t meet my girls, They already said no. All up in my face, Voice louder than the speakers. Game weak, confidence fake, Everybody sees it. Try another table, Try another hand. Good luck tryna bag A woman this bad. You ain’t touchin’ on my waist, You ain’t runnin’ up a tab. You ain’t gettin’ in my ride, I ain’t callin’ you a cab. Waste another second And you’re gettin’ shown the door. Heard it all before, Don’t wanna hear no more. [CHORUS] Lemme get some… (You couldn’t handle it) Lemme get some… (You couldn’t handle it) Lemme get some… (You couldn’t handle it) Nah… Nah… Nah… [VERSE 3 – VELVET KHAOS] Bow down… Memphis bitch, whole city on my back. Southside attitude, All black, all facts. Bow down… When I step inside the room, Everybody act different, Whole vibe go boom. Talk slick, get checked, I don’t argue with clowns. Got queens beside me, Ain’t no peasants around. Bow down… Big pressure, big motion. Y’all boys throw bait, I’m the whole damn ocean. Came from the mud, Now the chain sit heavy. Talkin’ real loud, But the pockets ain’t ready. Bow down… Know the name when I pass. If he ask for a chance, Tell him kiss my ass. Memphis raised, Heart cold, game ruthless. Whole squad dangerous, Whole team movin’. BadWhiskey with me, Got these lames lookin’ sick. Two bad bitches linked up, Yeah, it’s over real quick. Bow down… Bow down… Bow down… [BRIDGE] What’s a queen to a clown? What’s a boss to a scrub? You can keep all that talk, We don’t care who you was. What’s a throne to a fake? What’s a crown to a fraud? Better stay in your lane, Before you get wrote off. [FINAL CHORUS] Lemme get some… (Nah, you ain’t hittin’ nothin’) Lemme get some… (Bow down, keep it pushin’) Lemme get some… (You couldn’t handle it) Lemme get some… (Bow down, keep it movin’) Nah… Nah… Nah… [OUTRO] Never gonna get it… Never gonna get it… Bow down… Never gonna get it… Never gonna get it… Bow down… BadWhiskey… Velvet Khaos… Nah.
