Still Softish lyrics

[Intro: Josh Richards]
Yo, Bryce, this motherf*ckin' mans tried to DM my girl
Bro, he tried to f*ck her
Lil' f*cking Hoodie or some sh*t, G
f*cking waste, man, bro
Bro, he wants the smoke, I guess

[Verse 1: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Wakanda King
Tryna f*ck with me
Tryna f*ck my girl
Like I couldn't see
Broke b*tch, broken-ass nose b*tch
Small di*k, still kinda softish
Toxic, act like you poppin'
No, b*tch, built like a chopstick

[Pre-Chorus: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Talk about money you got
You know you ain't got a lot (No money, woah)
You know you had one shot (One shot)
Charli's the tick to your tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Time's running out, eighteen 'til you get clout
Lights out, lights out, no tour
Knock your ass out 'til the fans want more
[Chorus: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Ayy, little b*tch, look at where you're at now (Ayy, yeah)
Little soft di*k ain't no match for my crown (Small di*k)
Still softish, you softish
And if I'm being honest, you're just a f*cking novice

[Verse 2: Bryce Hall]
We ain't do this for the bands
We doing this just to tell all your fans
You still be f*cking with girls
Telling people Charli's your world?
No, trust me, he's a rose
But this one time when he broke his nose
He lost his temper, didn't whimper
Just said he's a b*tch-ass—

[Interlude: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Yo, yo, yo Bryce, probably shouldn't say that, bud
Oh sh*t, you right, uh, producer can you cut that sh*t out?

[Verse 3: Josh Richards]
No ladies, hell of a guy
He's kind of one of a kind
Just let them take some time
To find out all of his lies
Sitting there with my girl on the phone (Brr)
Telling me she can't get alone
This dude really think he cold (Not cold)
Tryna f*ck while his girl at home
[Pre-Chorus: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Talk about money you got
You know you ain't got a lot (No money)
You know you had one shot (One shot)
Charli's the tick to your tock (Ayy)
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Time's running out, eighteen 'til you get clout
Lights out, lights out, no tour
Knock your ass out 'til the fans want more

[Chorus: Josh Richards & Bryce Hall]
Ayy, little b*tch, look at where you're at now (Ayy, yeah)
Little soft di*k ain't no match for my crown (Small di*k)
Still softish, you softish
And if I'm being honest, you're just a f*cking novice

[Outro: Josh Richards, Bryce Hall]
Ayy, little b*tch look at where you're at now (Ayy)
Little soft di*k ain't no match for my crown
Still softish, you softish
And if I'm being honest, you're just a f*cking novice

[Outro]
This guy's a f*cking waste
Hahaha, you f*ckin' twat
Dude, you're a f*cking waste, man, bro