Belly Up (Diss Track)
Yea we leave em belly up
Like a fish
Less than a second in split
Watch me dip
Taking shots on twitter
But you missed sorry
Where would you be without Masari
You got more to lose
I got way more to prove
Stepping in the belly of the beast
Wanna see me come to hell
That's where we'll meet
It's a long way down
It'll be steep
(Deep)
Silencers just to be discreet
Challenger, think this city weak
Shit
You won't see me run
Specially from them B.B. guns
Got the blicky on
But it's just on wax
Somebody, gotta put on
For tha cap
City
Rebellious
Seeeen what we did to the rebels (Yes)
Tryna rebel against us
Big belly
Get your tummy tucked
Soldier nigga I'm just armied up
You barely struck nerves
I put the bar up there
Observe how we doper
Hard not to mention the dope like homer
I got bars that's hardcore
I'm The bar code
Like a diamond that ain't been in the light
The Cullinan, gleaming on sight
Seems like belly pushed a button
He don't rep, he outy
Like a belly button
I ain't going lie, I'm stilll a fan
But a fan just cools you out
Man
What I'm tryna say is homie cool out
XO
Talk about hugs and kisses
Not so vicious
Westwood your boy got flow
You going see me even with both eyes close
They made a list put the homie on top
Once KB steps in watch the homie drop
Dump him in the river and
Watch his Belly Flop
Bellied up
Like a fish
Less than a second in split
Watch me dip
Taking shots on twitter
But you missed sorry
Where would you be without Masari
You got more to lose
I got way more to prove
Stepping in the belly of the beast
Wanna see me come to hell
That's where we'll meet
It's a long way down
It'll be steep
(Deep)
Silencers just to be discreet
Challenger, think this city weak
Shit
You won't see me run
Specially from them B.B. guns
Got the blicky on
But it's just on wax
Somebody, gotta put on
For tha cap
City
Rebellious
Seeeen what we did to the rebels (Yes)
Tryna rebel against us
Big belly
Get your tummy tucked
Soldier nigga I'm just armied up
You barely struck nerves
I put the bar up there
Observe how we doper
Hard not to mention the dope like homer
I got bars that's hardcore
I'm The bar code
Like a diamond that ain't been in the light
The Cullinan, gleaming on sight
Seems like belly pushed a button
He don't rep, he outy
Like a belly button
I ain't going lie, I'm stilll a fan
But a fan just cools you out
Man
What I'm tryna say is homie cool out
XO
Talk about hugs and kisses
Not so vicious
Westwood your boy got flow
You going see me even with both eyes close
They made a list put the homie on top
Once KB steps in watch the homie drop
Dump him in the river and
Watch his Belly Flop
Bellied up
Credits
Writer(s): Keplet Belance
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