Squat Diddly

[Intro]
(Ooh, shit, what the fuck, Daniel?)
(Thank you, Timmy boy)

[Verse 1: $kid]
Dutch be killin' people, and he still at large
A thousand blue pills and I'm ridin' with Marge
If we get flicked in this bitch, she takin' the charge (She going to jail)
I'm at the college campus trappin' rocks and shards
I'm somewhere in a small town gettin' it in
Me and your girl's only problem is fittin' it in
My youngin on standby just waitin' to spin (Till he’s dizzy)
My dog copped a Jesus piece off his life of sin (Off of crime)

[Verse 2: $weet-T]
My fiend blessed the pack while she curses her vices
The way my phone's blowin' up, you'd think I'm targeted by ISIS
I'ma cut Darell off, he keep bitchin' 'bout the prices
I got twenty fake IDs, that's an identity crisis
They be playing games with $weet 'til they see what the prize is
Dutchmaster and my youngin at your crib in disguises (Masked up)
I'm an open book, this chopper full of surprises (Hunnid of 'em)
Mirror tint on the Cartis, you can't see where my eyes is

[Verse 3: $kid]
I got some pies in the whip like I'm Auntie Millie
I got Dutch ridin' with me, you ain't takin' squat diddly (Nothin')
They say crack is wack, Irene smokin' like a chimney
Twelve hundred for the zip, the same price as a stimmy (Twelve bills)
All this jewelry on me cost more than your car
They say, "$kid my favorite rapper 'cause he really pushin' hard"
Hundred stacks on a lawyer, I ain't tryna walk the yard (Never)
My dog ain't tryna bail out the county 'cause he crackin' the guard

[Verse 4: $weet-T]
Pull up freaky fast like I'm workin' at Jimmys
Irene seen the work and said, "Give me, give me, give me"
My demons don't care, they'll spin 'til they're dizzy
Dutch'll cut your head off and freeze it like Disney
I like my ticket low and my stash spot stacked
Darell ridin' two donuts and his windshield cracked
Danny eatin' donuts, Kevin doin' some smack
Start some shit around here and you ain't leavin' in tact

[Verse 5: $kid]
My mans' doin' some years, he got caught with the boy (Grrrr)
Your mans doin' some years, he touched a lil' boy
Mini Draco on me, this bitch is not a toy (Bow)
Becky pay a hundred a gram 'cause she live out in Troy (All the way out there)

[Verse 6: $weet-T]
Fishscale on the product, I ain't talkin' 'bout koi
When the pack touch down, I get overjoyed
My play paranoid and angry mixin' powder and roys
Dutch tryna up his hats, he said he wanna get deployed (What the fuck?)

[Outro]
(Ooh, shit, what the fuck, Daniel?)
(Thank you, Timmy boy)