Niggas keep on preaching
They triggered, wit out a reason
Bitches steady geeking
They stalking but they ain’t watching
The Vii on the come up
We buzzing, with out the effort
Catch up that’s never
Can’t copy we do it better
If ain’t that money
I really can’t fuck bother
If you on some bullshit
I’m whipping you like your father
Lately feeling fire
Persona set up like farther
If you want the drama
I’m dishing it like i’m conor
Niggas think it’s peace
But i order’s it like obama
If crying threat
Dat red dot a bless his temple
Pop you like a pimple
Lil goofy, you acting stupid
You ain’t really bout that
I break you just like a pencil
Panoramic views
When i get up into my mental
Blood be everywhere
So I leave it instrumentals
Starring the barrel
Like fuck i need the money
It ain’t nothing personal
Not friendly, you fuckin bama
If you feel froggy
My nigga then you getting splattered
Chatter fucking pointless
I’m better, just check the stats
Rattled lil niggas
Be talking out they ass
Like I won’t really pull up
Like d bo, you ain’t no Craig
Shots up out the deagle
They bitchs they calling feds
See we different levels, I told it’s no comparison, these nigga really sweet, Dey confusing like mr. garrison
Say my name like Beetles juice
Hoping I really care again
Damn this nigga rapping
I’m back and I’m on a tear again
Lacking that’s a never
You can never do it better
Tryna match me
You could never
Watch you copy
But I’m better
Cop the glocky
Cause they watching
If they test turn redder
Drop the the gloves
Just like it’s hokey
Buddy, fair was not option
Got this 30 in ya optics
Cause you really should stop it
Baby Huey watch me pop it
Watch ya body lock and drop it
We ain’t checking into hospice
They can suck my fucking dick
Catch a fucking full clip
We ain’t close to finish yet
Now they can hate me some more
I know that they loving that shit
Give’em a reason to hate
Turn’em to food on my plate
Promise ain’t nobody safe
Kill
Even though this ain’t no race
This ain’t takashi won’t sell
So watch how you talk when talking to me
My niggas a touch you like brail
Not a problem Lil nigga, clean ya ass just like some kale, I see you getting kinda pale, you ain’t been up out the house, but you living in the field, you ain’t even got the lingo, how you say you from the trenches
Make me snatch you out ya breeches, ma fucka please stop it, see you got me out my feelings
So I’m feeling holographic
Rare nigga, right here, you can’t do this shit no better, I ain’t got no fucking friends, so be careful when ya speaking, omnipresent, what feeling
Made a killing of my feelings, shit is crazy, still the villain, fuck them niggas and they feelings
Played the game, and now I get, get this money, fuck a feeling, keep a strap, and keep a realer, get depressed, and get some money
They going talk they shit regardless