many faces

[Intro] Rhot Zeke shut the fuck up [Verse 1: Tropes] Had to put it all on me for the big time I don't want it all on me, I want the big dime I don’t want the socket, I'm just tryna rock it The rocket shot me into space, into the riptides Why you crying like a baby, bitch you're 20, oh And they tryna tell me why I’m fallin' off but I know Shoutout to Zero World I ain't got nobody But my brothers and sisters I got them all up on me [Hook: Tropes] Rhot, tropes Put you on blast now And it's radiating all over the dash now Spill it on the floor and you got it goin' Chillin' on the floor, why you got it going Stop Just be a man 'cause you're toxic Imma beat you on the head like you a Bop It Bitch you’re toxic I don’t even know your name so let's just drop it [Verse 2: Jane Remover] And now my hearts on the floor You walking straight out the door Run your mouth ’cause I know that you're toxic You never care about your friends Said you'll be there to the end And you weren't, and you weren’t, I lost it I was the blueprint, you were the paper Yeah, you're not friendly You're not my neighbor You need to say less Yeah, you could pay her Hand me a gravestone You need a razor [Verse 3: Sammy33] Yeah, yeah, do what I do every day [?] I'm on my way Yeah, yeah, yeah, what do I say Comin' at me like what do I do What is it, what is it [?] you You talkin' on Twitter but never gon' do Alley, alley, alley, alley-oop Oh you mad 'cause I'm better Want everything I want, rippin' up my sweater Why you sick of talkin' tough, you a bed wetter You wetter then the rain, you a sweater I just caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah Caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah Caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah Caught it, yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 4: Heartstopmiami] So let's just drop it Drop shit, talk shit like we them opps Said that you were gon' be here for me but now you gone Don't give a fuck if you call 'Cause I'm gon' catch you later at the mall I'm on some sick shit bitch, I be talkin' Bullets doing body hits, it ain't shockin' Why you drive up in my lane when I'm walkin' Shoutout Kenny and the gang, we be flockin' [Verse 5: Eliot] Say you hate me okay Roll that gas like propane We all knew you were two-faced I don't really care what you say Feel like Kobe how I ball [?] standin' tall She wan' hit the mall I don't care at all You're not that hard, we know you're soft He so down bad, he's fallin' off I roll that gas, I need to cough I'm with [PZ?] and we on top I can't fuck with a wannabe I can't fuck with you I can't see Leave me alone you bother me You can't be me I guarantee [Verse 6: fuckcru] I'm with my bitch just got new bags Rollin up [?] Fuck with us and you on blast [?] [?] look at that Tryna jack my shit you wack You only hate cause I got racks on me, bags on me All you do is talk on me, talk on me Gotta keep this gun on, gun on me [?] took a listen to your song That shit fucking sucks oh [Verse 7: stone deluxe] I fall upon my sword⁣ Trip me up, these lies is boring⁣ ⁣And you leave me- leave me bored⁣ Real life way way rewarding ⁣ ⁣You should try it, no distorting⁣ ⁣Taking me too long, fuck exporting ⁣ ⁣And these labels, why they sorting us?⁣ ⁣Better not hear you shorting us⁣ ⁣I'll really show up at your front door with my scythes you try extorting us⁣ ⁣What's up if you say what's up⁣? ⁣I'll really tell you what you ain't heard No one else will tell you⁣, truth is tough Truth is tough, yeah, truth is tough [Verse 8: Jammy] I stack my bread just like it's Tetris Gun to the mouth, now he kickin' shit with Jesus Whisper in my ear, you know I keep a secret Tell it to the world, watch you shatter into pieces Many faces, you need a facelift I ain't shit, stop chatting me to face it (Gravee) Jump on his face he on the street call that a kickflip Aiming for the top just like a sniper, yeah I've been it [Verse 9: kyenn] Yea yea yea She don't even know me, that's how it [?] though She wanna fuck though, [?] Your bitch gon' blow me 'cause it's a [?] That hoe a bimbo, count up my dough Let me count up my Count up my Count up my Count up my [?] 'cause she move too fast I'm like "ain't shit nigga", I'mma still let it smash Feeling like Charli, got the boom boom clap Don't hit my line 'cause my main phones out Can't go outside, cause the opps all out [?] put your team on drought [?] told my momma I'mma put the team on the map When I get it I'mma put my team on the map [Hook: Tropes] Rhot, tropes Put you on blast now And it's radiating all over the dash now Spill it on the floor and you got it goin' Chillin on the floor, why you got it going Stop Just be a man 'cause you're toxic Imma beat you on the head like you a Bop It Bitch you're toxic I don't even know your name so let's just drop it