Spit
Spit, spit (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spit
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spit, runnin' yo' mouth, boy you talkin' that shit
This ain't no Beyblade, but I'll let it rip
What you gon' do with this dick to your lips?
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Bum-ba-dum-ba-bum, ba-dum-ba-bum, ba-dum-ba-bum
Until I rebel, here I come (baow)
Boy you stupid if you run (baow)
Shh, don't say nothin' (nah)
Bitch, I'll put you in the trunk
I got black, I got white pussy, tell me what you want (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Spit, runnin' yo' mouth, boy you talkin' that shit
This ain't no Beyblade, but I'll let it rip
What you gon' do with this dick to your lips?
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon' (yeah)
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon' spit (yeah)
Run up on me, you might end your life (ayy), bitch nigga, uh (woah)
We can get to clashing (woah), like the Titans, nigga, uh (boom)
Choppa on me, aim between your eyes
Get split up, ayy (blat, blat, blat)
Gold on me, I'm lookin' just like
Just like Marcus, nigga (blat, blat, blat)
I'ma fight this nigga just like Tyson, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I beat a bully then I might just
Bite this nigga ear off (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep on talkin' shit
Don't make me buy your bitch, bitch up (ayy, ayy)
When I get this cash then I'ma ice my wrist (ayy, ayy, ayy), wrist up
Switch up my flow, now I'm on automatic
Give me the blue just like we democratic (cash)
But I hate you niggas, I feel like a fascist
Choppa on me, make it do acrobatics (what? What?)
Move in your court like camping
Hold you for ransom, I am the captain
I got the choppa on me and I'm blasting
I got the choppa on me every day, bitch
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, runnin' yo' mouth, boy you talkin' that shit
This ain't no Beyblade, but I'll let it rip
What you gon' do with this dick to your lips?
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Spit
Spit
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Spit, runnin' yo' mouth, boy you talkin' that shit
This ain't no Beyblade, but I'll let it rip
What you gon' do with this dick to your lips?
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Bum-ba-dum-ba-bum, ba-dum-ba-bum, ba-dum-ba-bum
Until I rebel, here I come (baow)
Boy you stupid if you run (baow)
Shh, don't say nothin' (nah)
Bitch, I'll put you in the trunk
I got black, I got white pussy, tell me what you want (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Spit, runnin' yo' mouth, boy you talkin' that shit
This ain't no Beyblade, but I'll let it rip
What you gon' do with this dick to your lips?
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon' (yeah)
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon' spit (yeah)
Run up on me, you might end your life (ayy), bitch nigga, uh (woah)
We can get to clashing (woah), like the Titans, nigga, uh (boom)
Choppa on me, aim between your eyes
Get split up, ayy (blat, blat, blat)
Gold on me, I'm lookin' just like
Just like Marcus, nigga (blat, blat, blat)
I'ma fight this nigga just like Tyson, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I beat a bully then I might just
Bite this nigga ear off (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Keep on talkin' shit
Don't make me buy your bitch, bitch up (ayy, ayy)
When I get this cash then I'ma ice my wrist (ayy, ayy, ayy), wrist up
Switch up my flow, now I'm on automatic
Give me the blue just like we democratic (cash)
But I hate you niggas, I feel like a fascist
Choppa on me, make it do acrobatics (what? What?)
Move in your court like camping
Hold you for ransom, I am the captain
I got the choppa on me and I'm blasting
I got the choppa on me every day, bitch
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, runnin' yo' mouth, boy you talkin' that shit
This ain't no Beyblade, but I'll let it rip
What you gon' do with this dick to your lips?
Fuck usin' hands, bitch, this llama gon'
Spit, spit, spit, spit (spit), spit
Spit
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Albertine, Tobias Wincorn, Blaise Railey, Malachi-phree Jasiah Pate, Albert N. Tepper
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