Diddy

[Intro: Fuckksaturn]
Yo!

[Verse One: Fuckksaturn]
Stay with a Glock, and it's under my britches
Don't fuck with rats 'cause these niggas be snitches
Lookin' for GR8TAH!, he's dying in ditches
Last nigga died, and that nigga went missing
Glock 33, and it stay with a switch
Nigga mad 'cause I'm fuckin' his bitch
Me and bro like Lilo and Stitch
Kill that nigga, said fuck his kids
Stay with a white nigga like he Tommy
"Hello, my name is Tommy
Stay with a stick, and I'm catchin' a body
Nigga run up, 'cause that nigga won't try me"
Yo, Amy shoot him, make him look like a zombie!

[Verse Two: Splitzismyname]
Yo!
I chuck spears at niggas like Brittney
That nigga died in his tub like Whitney
Drop me, I don't care you ain't with me
In Delaware tryns catch me a 50
Yo, lookin' for 56
I sip wock, I ain't sippin' no tris
Get that pack, and I'm flippin' that brick
They call me Trump, 'cause he shot and he missed
I got a white plug named Chris
Hop on mic, and I start me a diss
Nigga get flushed, he talkin' that shit
Slide to his block, and I'm throwin' like fifty
Make a nigga bitch leave him like Diddy
These niggas talkin' to kids like Diddy
I'm Ja Morant when I'm in your city
I don't fuck with other bitches, I'm loyal
That bitch-

[Verse Three: Splitzismyname & Fuckksaturn
Bitch got shot tryna pop her a titty
Nine holes in him like that nigga 50
In a 25, I'm goin' 50
Rob a nigga grandma, like that bitch was 60!
Don't get in my way if you don't got blicky
Glock got a dick like it's coolin' with Diddy
I got a Dog on me, not a Pitty
Lookin' for Bryce when I'm up in his city
Aim at his feet, now he hitting the Griddy
Aim at his head, now he hitting his kidney
That nigga died tryna-
That nigga died tryna take my pole
If Splitz throw, then I'm gon' throw
.223 hit him in his throat
You in the streets? Nigga, you a joke!

[Verse Four: Splitzismyname]
Uh, Yo!
I'm on that court, but I'm not tryna ball
.45 take off his legs, he ain't tall
These niggas only talk shit on the call
I'm not even tryna kick it with y'all
When Autumn come 'round, we gon' make niggas fall
Summer come 'round and we-
Summer come 'round, niggas change like the solstice
I catch a opp, and he run, "Where you goin'?
That nigga died, that nigga was croakin'
Said I'ma slide with the Drac', I ain't jokin'
Slice up his lips-
Slice up his lips, now he look like the Joker
My opps know that I'm broke, but they broker
I'm tryna shoot like I play for the Pacers

[Verse Five: Splitzismyname]
I feel like Bron when I shoot for the Lakers, fuck
I feel like Bron when I shoot like the Lakers
You ain't been in no streets, you a faker
I'm getting high, lil bro call me Baker
Maddy still sleep, I'm still tryna wake her
I feel like villain when I'm in my lair
I call up bro and he-
I call up bro and he shoot him like Daffy
I'm on that court tryna stretch him like taffy
Nigga got shot and he seemed too happy
Know that bitch lyin', she think she a baddie
I don't think that 'bout no one but Maddy
I'm drivin' dumb when I'm in that Scatty
I act dumb when I pop me an Addy