Laugh At It

[Intro]
(Dylvinci got the code)
Huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Niggas want beef, well I told him to pull up
Called the phone, lil' nigga ain't pick up
Wanna be grown, get dropped by a real nigga
Summer vacation, you still ain't learn yo lesson
I don't know who this nigga testin'
I tote Glocks and Smith & Wessons
Stick got cancer, nigga like a patient
Niggas be internet, they fakin'
Niggas be dissin' me with jokes, but I got facts, you niggas can't take it
Swear to god I ain't pick you up from ya mom in Atlanta nigga
Swear to god you wasn't asking to hold niggas sticks when they pointed the camera nigga
Swear to god you not fake bangin', you ain't really blood, you panic nigga
My Glock got a light on it, with a flash light, panoramic nigga
I swear to god I can't stand niggas, beforе I made a song about them band niggas
You see my palm, that's light nigga, you get smackеd with the upper hand nigga

[Interlude]
Man fuck these niggas talkin' about bruh?
I really don't be on no beef shit nigga, I really be, like out here
Outside nigga, lookin' at the sun
Niggas need to go outside
The fuck?
Niggas lame

[Verse 2]
Nigga live for the internet, that shit, it can't be me
Makin' jokes 'bout a Fitbit but in real life this niggas can't see me
I got the hands, niggas can't be me
A couple months, niggas wanna be bros, but now they wanna get clout and switch up, just so funny to me
Niggas is hoes, its something to me
I'ma pimp this bitch like a P-I-M-P
You ain't even eighteen, you ain't got ID
Boy buy what before you try to buy me
Lost two niggas this month, this shit get rough
My mental ain't feelin' the same
Nigga might try me, that Hemi go bang
I told that lil' nigga I do not play games
This not a game system nigga, when you check out you don't get to respawn
I'ma look down on you bitch ass niggas who talk on the neck, 'cause I'm really a don
These niggas be PC rappers, they roleplay and they play Valorant
I play this game and that shit called real life
If you play try it I bet it won't end right
I called him up, he wouldn't answer
Text his phone, he wouldn't reply
But he quick to run on twitter, man I can't be one of them guys
Bitch I'm really with the shits, I'm never inside, never petrified
Ask the last nigga who tried to shoot me, now that boy dead, in the sky
Niggas don't know me, that's a lie
I don't got a son, niggas [?] hit me up when they needed a ride
I ain't never talked down on no lil' nigga, I'm not [?]
You give a nigga ride, and these niggas deceiving
Swear to god these niggas not yo people, haha

[Outro]
Yeah
I don't give a fuck 'bout no bitch, man
I really be in the streets, nigga
You know we gotta go eat nigga
Not no internet nigga
Like I don't know why niggas be thinkin' that
The fuck? Grow up