Blitzkrieg
Why you always acting like a bitch
Run yo mouth and it gon end up getting stitched
Inside yo house we kicked it in like it's a blitz
I bet that shotty turn a rapper into bits
Let's see what it is
Bringing up my name for a couple of clicks
Soon as you feel the blade then you gon stumble and trip
Ima leave a face in a puddle of piss
I wanna unload the clip, and just be done with the shit
Got the game on a platter the brains splatter
They ain't badder I hear all the same chatter blank data
Pop the trunk they all scatter
Made madder
Living life like it ain't ever mattered
Out the mud like a tractor
Giving fractures to the rappers
That are after my stature buncha actors
Filling my ass with laughter while they plagiarize my chapter
Carry the scene my fucking back hurts
Now it's clear that I'm the chosen one
All y'all rappin with my flow you know you owe me one
I know rappers that were fans before their road begun
Taking lines of mine I heard another stolen one
Throw them hands pussy anyone can hold a gun
Even if I took a L I never folded once
You don't know me son
Outta all my clones I'm the coldest one, know that's not a front
Posted smokin on my blunt
Motherfucker
Run yo mouth and it gon end up getting stitched
Inside yo house we kicked it in like it's a blitz
I bet that shotty turn a rapper into bits
Let's see what it is
Bringing up my name for a couple of clicks
Soon as you feel the blade then you gon stumble and trip
Ima leave a face in a puddle of piss
I wanna unload the clip, and just be done with the shit
Got the game on a platter the brains splatter
They ain't badder I hear all the same chatter blank data
Pop the trunk they all scatter
Made madder
Living life like it ain't ever mattered
Out the mud like a tractor
Giving fractures to the rappers
That are after my stature buncha actors
Filling my ass with laughter while they plagiarize my chapter
Carry the scene my fucking back hurts
Now it's clear that I'm the chosen one
All y'all rappin with my flow you know you owe me one
I know rappers that were fans before their road begun
Taking lines of mine I heard another stolen one
Throw them hands pussy anyone can hold a gun
Even if I took a L I never folded once
You don't know me son
Outta all my clones I'm the coldest one, know that's not a front
Posted smokin on my blunt
Motherfucker
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Writer(s): Jacob Allen
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