BEATBOX
Looking at them niggas swear the god
You don't wanna try me I
Had to walk em down so I can
Fuck up on his wifey
He talking all that shit cause I know
That he don't like me he think that
He gon blow had to tell him that's on
Unlikely I'm getting all money
From this music BACKYARD hyping
He think I miss ex fuck
That bitch she always lying
She all up on my sack
Told her to pick it up and step back
The Ace of Spades he cannot rap
He talking that shit
Watch him get smacked oh
We running dem drills told him
Pack it up or get killed
We packing dem 40's make hard
To heal
Zackary is whack he is not skilled
Coming at me better reach back
For relief we got dem blinding lights
Make it hard for you to see
Yea you swerving and I'm swerving
Down the street but my homie off
Dem drugs and he bout to
Be asleep
Yea riding and we gotta ride low
While we creeping down your
Block cause we want all of the smoke
And his bitch yea she used to
Give me throat
In the 8th grade bathroom
Yea I made that bitch choke
I do the impossible
I'm a agent Kim Possible
This blood it is not washable
I am the best the I'm phenomenal
Diabolical
He talking all that shit well damn
I'm unstoppable
He think that he gon win
Nah because I'm poppin too
Wait no don't stop my grind
It's sad I gotta say this but you
Ain't worth none of my time
I will always hate my ex
Because she snitch on mine
I'll forever getting racks
Til the day that I get signed
You don't wanna try me I
Had to walk em down so I can
Fuck up on his wifey
He talking all that shit cause I know
That he don't like me he think that
He gon blow had to tell him that's on
Unlikely I'm getting all money
From this music BACKYARD hyping
He think I miss ex fuck
That bitch she always lying
She all up on my sack
Told her to pick it up and step back
The Ace of Spades he cannot rap
He talking that shit
Watch him get smacked oh
We running dem drills told him
Pack it up or get killed
We packing dem 40's make hard
To heal
Zackary is whack he is not skilled
Coming at me better reach back
For relief we got dem blinding lights
Make it hard for you to see
Yea you swerving and I'm swerving
Down the street but my homie off
Dem drugs and he bout to
Be asleep
Yea riding and we gotta ride low
While we creeping down your
Block cause we want all of the smoke
And his bitch yea she used to
Give me throat
In the 8th grade bathroom
Yea I made that bitch choke
I do the impossible
I'm a agent Kim Possible
This blood it is not washable
I am the best the I'm phenomenal
Diabolical
He talking all that shit well damn
I'm unstoppable
He think that he gon win
Nah because I'm poppin too
Wait no don't stop my grind
It's sad I gotta say this but you
Ain't worth none of my time
I will always hate my ex
Because she snitch on mine
I'll forever getting racks
Til the day that I get signed
Credits
Writer(s): Zion Belton
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