Dissin

[Intro: Rell Vert]
Alright, alright
Alright, lil' Vert
Alright, uh-huh (King Jay on the beat)
Alright, alright

[Chorus: Rell Vert & Lil Scoom89]
Alright, same niggas that's online dissin' be the ones gon' end up missin'
Got my gun, know I'm gon' blick it, anything look suspicious
Niggas be hoes, they flat out bitches
He tried to run, know the switch won't miss him
Every shot in my gun, you know that it hit him
Killed him, killed him, blicked him, blicked him
After we spin, know we back in the trenches
One opp got caught, talkin' 'bout he ain't with it
Soon as somebody die, they tell, we did it
Ain't goin' for the box, you know we hit it
Chain too icy, stick up, let me get it
Micro Drac' same size as a midget
Ridin' fishbowl, still'll hop out blickin'
I'm boolin' with Big Opp, tryna catch us a fitted (Come here, come here)

[Verse 1: Lil Scoom89]
Brand-new switch on the back of the Glock, this bitch gon' blow like butter (Grrt)
Steady fuckin' these hoes, my mama had told me, "Boy, you better use a rubber" (Use a rubber)
Last opp dead 'cause we bounced out, chalked him
Boy, don't run 'cause we gon' hawk him (Come here, come here)
Found my bitch, this ho a stalker (Who that? Come here, bail out, grrt)
Need to chill out, they say I'm tweakin'
Say fuck rap, hop out, I'm blowin' (I'm blowin')
I seen an opp, I'm bailin' out blowin'
Already on feet 'fore we got to the corner (Grrt)
Just in the trenches, now crossin' the border
Blick by my side like I was a hoarder (Come here, come here)
Tryna find me a pretty white bitch who from Florida
Grown-ass opp, I'm fuckin' his daughter (Yeah, grrt)

[Verse 2: Rell Vert]
He had his gun, he died with it
It's like three hundred shots we slidin' with (Slidin')
Man, come get your bop, shit ridin' the dick (Ridin' the dick)
I done rap up a hundred on accident (On accident)
Leal ass came out the crib, he a pack
Foenem behind walls, Free Swerve, free Shaq
He tried to act gangster, but that shit don't match (It don't)
Talkin' too fast, had to get 'em upset (Go)

[Chorus: Rell Vert]
Alright, same niggas that's online dissin' be the ones gon' end up missin'
Got my gun, know I'm gon' blick it, anything look suspicious
Niggas be hoes, they flat out bitches
He tried to run, know the switch won't miss him
Every shot in my gun, you know that it hit him
Killed him, killed him, blicked him, blicked him
After we spin, know we back in the trenches
One opp got caught, talkin' 'bout he ain't with it
Soon as somebody die, they tell, we did it
Ain't goin' for the box, you know we hit it
Chain too icy, stick up, let me get it
Micro Drac' same size as a midget
Ridin' fishbowl, still'll hop out blickin'
I'm boolin' with Big Opp, tryna catch us a fitted

[Outro: Rell Vert]
Let's go
Ayy, I'm in this bitch with the gang, man, BloodHound, man
I'm in this bitch with Drench Gang, man, you know how the fuck we rockin', man
Uh-huh, gang
See how the fuck I always be steppin' on shit, man, gang