FIYTB

Fuck is you talkin bout lil nigga
You mechanical, huh, but my tool bigger
Don’t got time for the chattin
You make a wrong move and you up in the sky better shoot quicker

Fuck his bitch and I know that he mad at me
Boy you tiny you look like a caterpie
Yes I know I’m the best and I been on a streak
This ain’t nothing I don’t need the flattery

Blabbery, that’s all I hear when you chattering
Shattering, breaking his knees like he YRG
Scattering, bodies on bodies a dirty scene
Staggering, been doin damage can’t counter me

You can't counter me
Stop the trying please
I been killing these beats it's a felony
Bro he died now he tatted up on a sleeve
Bitch it's Daki I bring the catastrophe

* commence kid aggressively yelling into a mic*

LETS GET THIS SHIT STRAIGHT
DON'T GIVE A FUCK WHAT YOU TALKIN BOUT
ALL MY BROS YEAH THEY WALK WITH THE BIG AMOUNTS
HAD TO FUCK THE BITCH ONCE THEN I KICK HER OUT

KEEP THE HEAT ON MY HIP LIKE AN ARMY SCOUT
BAKE A NIGGA NEXT TIME THAT HE MAKE A SOUND
FUCK THE PISTOL MAN WE CAN GO ROUND FOR ROUND
PICK A PLACE I'LL HAVE IT BE YOUR BURY GROUND

Had to tap on his shoulder, he turned around
Put the Glock to his jaw, bullets in his mouth
Last expression he had, it looked like a frown
Had to chuckle away as I wear the crown