SQUARE UP
zack fox Lyrics

When I see that nigga (Whew) , ayy (Ayy, ayy)
Upon seeing the person being referred to, the singer becomes excited and tense, breathing heavily and uttering 'whew' and 'ayy'.

I ain't even gon' say nothing to that nigga (Aye! Aye! Phew) I ain't saying shit (Aye! Aye) Phew I'ma just swing, god damn (Aye! Aye) Phew
The singer has no intention of verbal communication with the person being referred to. Instead, they will resort to physical violence in the form of punches ('swing'), with 'god damn' as an expletive of emphasis.

Aye! Kenny! Whoa Kenny!
The singer appears to be calling out to someone named Kenny, possibly as an accomplice or for encouragement. 'Whoa Kenny' might be a reference to producer Kenny Beats.

Square up (Square up) , nigga throw that Chair up (Throw it, aye) In New York, I Milly Rock (Milly Rock) Hit the club (Aye) , tear it up (Aye) I got Henny in my cup Bitches put your hair up You was talking all that shit, when I see you square up, bitch (Bih) square up (Beat his ass) Nigga throw that chair up (Beat his ass) In New York I Milly Rock (Aye) , hit the club, tear it up (Phew) I got Henny in my cup (Woo) , bitches put your hair up (Aye) You was talking all that shit, when I see you square up, bitch (Whew, whew)
This section appears to be a refrain or chorus of the song. The artist advises the person being referred to ('nigga') to prepare for physical confrontation ('square up') and even throws in a challenge ('beat his ass'). While in New York, the artist dances the 'Milly Rock' and causes mayhem in the club ('tear it up'), with alcoholic drink ('Henny') present and female partygoers asked to 'put your hair up' for a fight. The section ends with the repetition of 'square up' and excitement expressed with 'whew, whew' sounds.

Look, okay (Uh) I don't need a gun (I don't need a gun, gun) I don't need a knife (No, woah) As soon as I see that nigga I'm knocking out his lights (Buh buh, knocking out his lights) He talking all that shit (Bitch) I know that he a bitch (Shut your ass up) Pulling up to his house and Busting in his crib (Ba ba ba-bow) I'ma hit him in the throat (Throat, bih) , break his fucking jaw (Jaw) God damn (Weave) , I love to break the law (Weave) We just fight (Weave) , no more shoot-out (Hell nah) Hell nah (Huh?) , knocking you out (Aye) When I'm off this Henny it get Hard for me to see (Bih, bih) (It get hard for me to see) I ain't fought nobody in like Umm, let me think, a week? (Bih, bih, That was just last week) But I'm coming after you nigga 'cause You talking all that shit (Bih) (Talking all that shit, bitch) On my Instagram, my Twitter (Blah-blah-blah) Leaving all them comments (Blah-blah) But when I see your ass in public You ain't even say a word (Ha ha ha haa! You ain't say nothin') I'ma square up on that nigga (Hoo hoo hoo) I'ma beat him out this world (Hoo, phew, bow) I'ma do a backflip and karate chop That nigga in the throat (Ay, ay) Psh
The artist is confident in their fighting abilities and expresses a preference for physical altercations using bare hands and limbs ('I don't need a gun', 'I'ma hit him in the throat', 'backflip and karate chop that nigga'). The artist mocks the person being referred to as a 'bitch' and approves of breaking the law ('I love to break the law'), in contrast to using firearms ('no more shoot-out'). The artist also laments the distorted vision caused by excessive drinking ('hard for me to see') but vows to fight again despite not having fought anyone for only a week. The artist accuses the person being referred to of leaving disparaging comments on social media but acting cowardly in public ('You ain't even say a word') and plans to inflict severe physical harm ('beat him out this world') while making additional vocalizations ('hoo hoo hoo', 'psh').