48 Bars
RIP TO THE COMPETITION
This is a certified hood classic!
Come in this bitch and go dumb with the glock
Letting off shots!
Pull up and let this bitch drum on your block!
You can get shot!
I do not care if you with it or not
Bitch!
You is not gang!
Stop yelling out squad
Fuck with the mob!
You can get robbed!
You a broke boy!
Go get you a job!
All on a mission
Pull up and start hitting
Aint go stop until the gun empty
Until that bitch clicking
Reload
Then get back to the spitting
Please do not fuck with my niggas
You'll come up missing
My heart is so empty
But fuck that shit
Time to get back to the benjys
I'll leave you limping
Father forgive me but back to the sinning!
All these bitches tryna snatch clout!
See me winning so they fans now
All my niggas really in the field
If you fuck with me that's your last route
Cant fuck with nobody these niggas aint riding
Flexing and claiming that you caught a body
Pussy lah boy in that jam I stay silent
All my young niggas I swear they be wilding
We got them drums they all up in the lobby
Call up jab and you know that we sliding
We hit a lick we skirt off in the hottie!
His bladder bust need to learn how to potty
Huh!
Wicked clan who the fuck are you!
One on one i'll punish you
Im coming through
Swing around my hood it won't be fun to you
Ain't nothing new
Still walk around on my Ps & Qs
It's me or you!
You could pray to God he wont believe in you
But let me chill out with this dissing
Flushing you a easy mission
Im leaning with it
Rap beef with you?
It ain't no competition
Commas sending
Scar you with this song
And now your soul ascending
Soulless
Vicious
Flawless Victory
Your soul?
Im trolling with it!
Niggas tripping we aint trippin
Bet we coming get em
We got them
And them heat seekers
We shooting missiles
Come get with us
You want action
We aint ducking nothing!
Come spin on my block I bet that drako get to bussin!
Bill got that heat with the flame
Leave a nigga sweating
Deezo got that ruga
Whack a nigga
Leave him in the levee
Jigga bout that action
Thats my brudda
Bitch we never lacking
Arms out the window
With a stick and a leather jacket
Leave him absent
Matter fact I'll steam him lacking
If I hit you
With this .22
Bitch thats lethal weapon
Gold and platinum
Shout out to that glizzy
That bitch always happy
Always blasting!
Shoot a nigga once
Fifty coming after!
Saw you walking
Caught you at the store
And bitch you always lackin
Tried to save you
But you steady cappin
Dee Savv gotta whack em
Huh!
Man... Point the semi at em
I hit stains
Get complaints
Me and my bros go let it ring
Im insane
You cant hang
Pussy not not fucking gang
I send flame
Im go bang!
And yea lil niggas yall cant hang!
They say trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers
But these fuck niggas got no aim
Tryna live a life you aint cut for
Fuck jab pulling up... let it rain!
(Damn son where'd you find this?)
This is a certified hood classic!
Come in this bitch and go dumb with the glock
Letting off shots!
Pull up and let this bitch drum on your block!
You can get shot!
I do not care if you with it or not
Bitch!
You is not gang!
Stop yelling out squad
Fuck with the mob!
You can get robbed!
You a broke boy!
Go get you a job!
All on a mission
Pull up and start hitting
Aint go stop until the gun empty
Until that bitch clicking
Reload
Then get back to the spitting
Please do not fuck with my niggas
You'll come up missing
My heart is so empty
But fuck that shit
Time to get back to the benjys
I'll leave you limping
Father forgive me but back to the sinning!
All these bitches tryna snatch clout!
See me winning so they fans now
All my niggas really in the field
If you fuck with me that's your last route
Cant fuck with nobody these niggas aint riding
Flexing and claiming that you caught a body
Pussy lah boy in that jam I stay silent
All my young niggas I swear they be wilding
We got them drums they all up in the lobby
Call up jab and you know that we sliding
We hit a lick we skirt off in the hottie!
His bladder bust need to learn how to potty
Huh!
Wicked clan who the fuck are you!
One on one i'll punish you
Im coming through
Swing around my hood it won't be fun to you
Ain't nothing new
Still walk around on my Ps & Qs
It's me or you!
You could pray to God he wont believe in you
But let me chill out with this dissing
Flushing you a easy mission
Im leaning with it
Rap beef with you?
It ain't no competition
Commas sending
Scar you with this song
And now your soul ascending
Soulless
Vicious
Flawless Victory
Your soul?
Im trolling with it!
Niggas tripping we aint trippin
Bet we coming get em
We got them
And them heat seekers
We shooting missiles
Come get with us
You want action
We aint ducking nothing!
Come spin on my block I bet that drako get to bussin!
Bill got that heat with the flame
Leave a nigga sweating
Deezo got that ruga
Whack a nigga
Leave him in the levee
Jigga bout that action
Thats my brudda
Bitch we never lacking
Arms out the window
With a stick and a leather jacket
Leave him absent
Matter fact I'll steam him lacking
If I hit you
With this .22
Bitch thats lethal weapon
Gold and platinum
Shout out to that glizzy
That bitch always happy
Always blasting!
Shoot a nigga once
Fifty coming after!
Saw you walking
Caught you at the store
And bitch you always lackin
Tried to save you
But you steady cappin
Dee Savv gotta whack em
Huh!
Man... Point the semi at em
I hit stains
Get complaints
Me and my bros go let it ring
Im insane
You cant hang
Pussy not not fucking gang
I send flame
Im go bang!
And yea lil niggas yall cant hang!
They say trigger fingers turn to twitter fingers
But these fuck niggas got no aim
Tryna live a life you aint cut for
Fuck jab pulling up... let it rain!
(Damn son where'd you find this?)
Credits
Writer(s): Kaleb Wilson
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