Battle Royale (feat. Captain Youth, Saint Chase & Luke Keener) [Remix]

This is that drip, never no dry cleaned
Get in the whip, don't worry 'bout driving
I'm writing a hit, this setting your mind free
Christ with it, the road getting vibey
Yeah

Hit my pen, and do the dab
Pay no attention to the fad
Ain't 'bout shit I get the tab
Here eat this and cash

Y'all be wildin' just relax
Always on some this and that
Don't you think I see the trap
You ain't thinking, facts

Why you be tripping and fronting 'bout nothing
You take it and jug it to something we're stuck in
I'm trying to relax and keep peace, but said fuck it
You all on my nerves, yeah

I'm back in the booth, she hop on the uke
I mix it with truth, I'm what you can't do
You hatin' on all on my talents and gifts like what happened to you
Did God made a fluke
Nah, he ain't bout that, but I know some big facts
You isn't working as hard as I am, cooking up hot tracks

Petty shit you bring up's wack, always on some this and that
Try to tell 'em just relax, let these pussies fight this cat
Petty shit you bring ups wack, always on some this and that
Try to tell em just relax, let these pussies fight that

A fixable problem explodes into somethin'
Was besties before this, but now you be fronting
You coming with drama, I'm jukin', I'm running
I'm outta here fast, yeah

You coming with beef, get left in the streets
I'm packing that heat, one hundred degrees
I roll with the green like I'm putting when I'm with the club and
I know it ain't nothin but cheese
Nothing but cheese
Nothing but cheese
Nothing

Hit my pen, and do the dab
Pay no attention to the fad
Ain't 'bout shit, I get the tab
Here eat this and cash

Y'all be wildin' just relax
Always on some this and that
Don't you think I see the trap
You ain't thinking, facts

Your bullshit has gotten me stressin'
I'm out of my element
Argue outside of my residence
Where I be selling shit
Got to get out your feelings
I know that it's evident
Handle this delicate
Damn

Yo pussy is toxic
You love the attention
The drama & aggression
You're callin' your cousins to come & get violent
You know that I'm with it
I'm down with the action
You know that I'm gangsta
A one-man militia
The pick of the litter
Just fuck what she says
But watch me go back to that pussy tomorrow
Watch me go back to that pussy tomorrow
Damn
Fuck it

My nigga just fuck it
Man this shit is crazy
This shit is daily
This shit don't phase me
She still my baby
At the end of the day she be stayin' my baby