No More Wack Shit
I gave this shit up
I gave my bitch away she for the streets
I gave em hiccups
They ain't got shit to say
They don't want beef
I'm plotting a stick up
I'm taking your spot all you niggas done peaked
See you had your chance
And instead of progressing you focused on beats
But they can not save you
Your lyrics is trash your image is trash
Who the fuck made you
You might be lit but I electrocute
Nigga don't make me tase you
Got a chick who on positive vibes
Don't make her sage you
We the openers you don't want to headline
We gon upstage you niggas
Cuz me and my niggas playing tennis
Other niggas playing ping pong
We be at your door ding dong ditch
Bait em with the ringtone
Run up in your house then we bounce
I ain't even turn the beam on
Taking all your plaques if you wack pawn em then i put my team on
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here
My niggas subtracting around here
Drum on the stick for you clowns
Make it not safe for you to come around here
I hear a lot of lying in yall raps dog
How yall always dying without a strap dog
Got to be Spanish sombrero
You niggas big cap dog
Baby ass niggas you a lap dog
Take em for a walk niggas leashed up
Every time you run into some beef wanna peace up
Me I'm a bougie nigga pinky finger out with the teacup
I don't beef bruh
Yea I could talk about taking your bitch
But what would that prove
Yea I could push an agenda to win
But what would I lose
Life about choices my nigga
And it's some shit I just won't choose
So I'm not complaining if I die underrated
That's fine with me too
You want a bitch with her ass out
A bitch who gon think you her cash cow
I want a chick who a asshole
Who won't fuck with you if you don't have goals
I swear I'm a tadpole
When I got the urge to leap
I don't feel defeat
These hands like a bad cold
You gon need sick leave nigga
Cuz me and my niggas playing tennis
Other niggas playing ping pong
We be at your door ding dong ditch
Bait em with the ringtone
Run up in your house then we bounce
I ain't even turn the beam on
Taking all your plaques if you wack pawn em then i put my team on
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here
My niggas subtracting around here
Drum on the stick for you clowns
Make it not safe for you to come around here
I gave my bitch away she for the streets
I gave em hiccups
They ain't got shit to say
They don't want beef
I'm plotting a stick up
I'm taking your spot all you niggas done peaked
See you had your chance
And instead of progressing you focused on beats
But they can not save you
Your lyrics is trash your image is trash
Who the fuck made you
You might be lit but I electrocute
Nigga don't make me tase you
Got a chick who on positive vibes
Don't make her sage you
We the openers you don't want to headline
We gon upstage you niggas
Cuz me and my niggas playing tennis
Other niggas playing ping pong
We be at your door ding dong ditch
Bait em with the ringtone
Run up in your house then we bounce
I ain't even turn the beam on
Taking all your plaques if you wack pawn em then i put my team on
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here
My niggas subtracting around here
Drum on the stick for you clowns
Make it not safe for you to come around here
I hear a lot of lying in yall raps dog
How yall always dying without a strap dog
Got to be Spanish sombrero
You niggas big cap dog
Baby ass niggas you a lap dog
Take em for a walk niggas leashed up
Every time you run into some beef wanna peace up
Me I'm a bougie nigga pinky finger out with the teacup
I don't beef bruh
Yea I could talk about taking your bitch
But what would that prove
Yea I could push an agenda to win
But what would I lose
Life about choices my nigga
And it's some shit I just won't choose
So I'm not complaining if I die underrated
That's fine with me too
You want a bitch with her ass out
A bitch who gon think you her cash cow
I want a chick who a asshole
Who won't fuck with you if you don't have goals
I swear I'm a tadpole
When I got the urge to leap
I don't feel defeat
These hands like a bad cold
You gon need sick leave nigga
Cuz me and my niggas playing tennis
Other niggas playing ping pong
We be at your door ding dong ditch
Bait em with the ringtone
Run up in your house then we bounce
I ain't even turn the beam on
Taking all your plaques if you wack pawn em then i put my team on
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here bitch
Ain't no more wack shit around here
My niggas subtracting around here
Drum on the stick for you clowns
Make it not safe for you to come around here
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Writer(s): Theo Missouri
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