Rip 2.0

[Verse]
Straight off the rip, better know I ain't lettin' 'em slide (Nah)
I just hope we collide, 'cause if he got smoke then ain't no way he can hide
I just paid 'bout a band for one of my tools, you think I won't up with that fire? (Yeah)
I ain't wanna do this shit but fuck it, watch how I swallow my pride
I just came back from New York, got a deal from another label
But the other label said the other labels ain't do shit for they roster
Shit, so they told me don't sign
I know for a fact that them boys probably chatting (Huh)
I did this shit before rappin' (Uh-huh)
I been fuckin' these hoes, my big brother said that I wasn't goin' to trappin' (Yeah)
She a dog, I be beating her back in
I'll do four-five for the backend
If I a slap in a fifty and put a suppressor on it, would that upgrade the MAC-10?
My lil' homie tryna find where the sack is, and he don't even play D line (Yeah)
I been tryna fuck Meagan Good since I was a kid, I think I was nine (Yeah)
If they ask me what happened outside the club, shit, then I'm legally blind
My bitch talking shit on the dashboard, you get it?
You know that lil' baby fine (Yeah)
When I leave she gon' get to the crying (Yeah)
But then I just be like, "Aight"
She ain't doing shit but saving my money, I'll stay in for the night (Aight)
But that pussy so good I can't even lie, I don't even put up a fight (Uh)
She did all that crying and all of that whining, she know that she getting the pipe (Yeah)
You know that I'll take ya life, nigga, I won't fight wit' ya, I just up and I strike (Yeah)
Put 'em up like a hot air balloon, I don't care about the big nigga height
'Cause when it go b-b-b-boom, b-b-b-boom, I guarantee we the same height (Yeah)
I got some shit that you see on a fake ad or you find on an illegal site (Yeah)
You can write me a whole paragraph, won't text back, don't care what you type (Yeah)
I ain't get XXL, say word man, somebody say psych
Know I can't bring my homies to BET awards, they wanna come with the pipe (Yeah)
Prolly gon' flirt with the interviewers, tell them all about how they got them a mansion (Yeah)
Not knowing it's a bunch of rich niggas 'round, even the ones with the cameras (Yeah)
But back to the topic, I'm a hot topic, you better know I'll blam 'em (Yeah)
My granny got Roll Tide pride, she from Alabama (Yeah)
I'm from upstate New York, where everybody in the town used to have 'em a Samsung (Uh)
Used to be a bad ass kid, I ain't believe in Santa (Yeah, uh-huh)
Only thing used to sit me down was some Cartoon Network, play Danny Phantom (Yeah)
Now I'm like nineteen, what you tryna do, I'm tryna hop out the Phantom (Yeah)
I don't pop no pills, I don't drink no lean, bet I won't pour shit in my Fanta (Yeah)
My daddy like Billy Ray, had a white bitch, wanted Hannah Montana (Yeah)
Instead he came out with a nigga like me I be looking like, "Damn, I'm handsome" (Yeah)
I go out in public, the old ladies they be telling me to pull my pants up (Yeah)
I answer like, "Yes ma'am", and I do it 'cause bitch I was raised by grandma (Yeah)
And I lost my grandaddy like 2 years ago still feel like, "Fuck cancer" (Yeah)
I don't judge nobody, just get you a bag, nigga my sister a dancer (Yeah)
On god
Platinum Heart on the way