Instagram beef

[Verse 1: wildkarduno]
None of these niggas not shootin shit
We got caught with that muthafuckin [?] kit

Talk on the gram to the phone and get hit

Fuck [?] a bag I better see my [?]

I ain’t been to the east side cuz they been cracking down
Slide on yo block, 12 pull up nigga like what happen now?

Molly and X still my favorite mashup
Bitch you a fuckin slut man, put yo ass up!
Rob a nigga, he gon put his cash up
Take em off, nigga got her mags dump [?], lil nigga

Yuh, yah

I ain't scatter, none of them niggas
And they got guns but they ain’t pullin none of them triggas, lil nigga
And ion rock no Tommy Hilfiger lil nigga on god
And free my lil brother cuz that lil nigga got caught with his rod

On gang

[Verse 2: lil meiwaku]
On gang bitch

Free his bro man, them cops really pussies
These hollow tips make them brains go mushy
I can turn yo bitch gay without even looking
They don’t like what I say еven though I be cooking

They on livе babbling like a Wookie
That diss was so cool man you want a cookie?
He act hard but you know he a rookie
And he dropped the addy, so we get to booking

You wanna fight bitch? That’s a hard pass
You ain’t with Yukari you in the wrong class
And if you talk shit we gonna clap back
Just like Yomi with her lame ass

That wasn’t a diss, though, we can scratch that
I use instagram not snapchat
You wanna hurt me that’s a hard task

Yuh, aye

I don’t like
Fuck niggas saying i’m going nowhere
You not matching my energy
Ay yuh
You know I gon slide for my dawgs, someone pass me a Pedigree
And the Opps in this party i’m wrapping them up Sata Andagi
They thinking they getting the drop we gon pull up with sentries (on em, lil bitch)