Pinheads

I'm coming for your head and everything below
I'm taking all your bread, yeah I'm taking all your doe
Take back what you said and I'll let it all go
Or be met up with lead and be stretched out on the floor
Yeah, yeah I'm coming for your head
Yeah, yeah I'm taking all your bread
Yeah, yeah take back what you said
Or be met up with lead

It's the same old story
Fuckers acting like clowns like the fish swimming with Dory
Y'all just out here for clout while I'm chasing all the glory
The realest out without a doubt how could you ignore me
Yeah, welcome to the new saga
Big nigga will drop ya like my name was Umaga
I see you sweating nervous like you step into a sauna
Should've thought twice before starting any problems
It's really gonna cost ya
A pretty penny to get all of these killers off ya
I would offer some help
But you made hard for yourself
You drew the cards you were dealt
So now you gotta deal with the gods in the field
Yeah, why do people think we equal
If we had to battle it'd be like seagulls versus eagles
We don't have to hassle it can be peaceful or be lethal
Just let me know so I can tell the reaper where to meet you

I'm coming for your head and everything below
I'm taking all your bread, yeah I'm taking all your doe
Take back what you said and I'll let it all go
Or be met up with lead and be stretched out on the floor
Yeah, yeah I'm coming for your head
Yeah, yeah I'm taking all your bread
Yeah, yeah take back what you said
Or be met up with lead

So you made it to round two
Now I'm bout to hit you with everything even the couch too
Hound you and whatever sorry posse wants around you
Only do it for the real and you know that doesn't count you
You niggas really ain't no competition
Stop and listen
Pop this disk in
Then you'll know that messing with me is like a hard collision
Possibly give you a heart condition
It'd be a smart decision
For you not to start the dissing, cause
You'll be messing with a whole lot
You can have your whole block
Still won't be enough to knock these road blocks
That I set up for ya
Your team could hold glocks
And I'll just throw rocks
And yall would still hit me with no shots
I'm just saying, I'm just saying
Keep playing all these games and a grave is where you'll lay in
I already got a rock made for you, just write your name in
And that'll be the only time your name holds any weight bitch

I'm coming for your head and everything below
I'm taking all your bread, yeah I'm taking all your doe
Take back what you said and I'll let it all go
Or be met up with lead and be stretched out on the floor
Yeah, yeah I'm coming for your head
Yeah, yeah I'm taking all your bread
Yeah, yeah take back what you said
Or be met up with lead



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Writer(s): Hector Soto
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