Not a Diss

[Verse 1: Mere Pablo]
Bro took a program, he feelin like a locksmith
All these fuckin Glocks around me, I'm a glocksmith
You ain't shot nobody yet, boy do not diss
I'm bout to speak some real shit, this is not a diss
Once upon a time, the opps was chillin on the couch
You ain't know we like your PO, pop up at your house
He ain't see it comin, all he heard was a knock
Playin Fortnite, don't be rollin loadout
Ion wanna smoke Buddy so I brought the Fro out
We keep scorin on PSK, it's a blowout
I be takin niggas bitches, bro don't bring your ho out
This shit leave big holes, I got a four pound
Rollin off the Reefy, damn I just smoked the whole pound
Jump out that V, ay what you talkin, nigga say it now
I fucked my trigger finger up, I ducked the 30 round
Come through like a marching band, make a lot of sounds

[Verse 2: Hozzy]
He was smokin bro then died, bet he ain't smokin now
Like who you smokin nigga, speak up, better say it proud
That drac ain't got no kick, but it still make the loudest sound
When they hear that, pffr pffr, They know [?] round
Bro ain't had no B's, he took one trip, got bodies now
Now bendin blocks and gettin drops, that's his lil hobby now
Don't stop for cops, we got these Glocks, they all got 30 rounds
If you get locked for bendin blocks, you better not make a sound
You can take the switchy switch or you can take the pound
Either way just rock they block and hop out shake it down
OVP's been losin in the war, it smell like bacon now
They done lost so many homies, TPD tryn take us down

[Outro: Hozzy]
They done lost so many homies, TPD tryn take us down
Fuck the opps, fuck the opps, we bendin blocks from now