Riddles

Two pieces of the same pie, looking like damn
Why the hell you throwing shade like a tan line

Good hands, like I'm Allstate... you gon' see the floor shake
Take a step back from the land mine

See the sky we could hit it
Fly without a limit
You got one chance to get a plane ride

Take advantage moment, see the way I'm floating
Rocking on this boat and going side to side

You not good at taking impact
Well I'm stuck in outer space so buckle up you better sit back
Never been a fan of chit chat
But I had to break a couple people off like it's a Kit Kat

Doesn't take a lot of L's, I'm letting you know
I don't got a lot of friends I started with 4
Now you got a red hand for tryna be low
2 letters in my name, I said it before

Shawty tryna diss, now that I'm official
Let her reminisce, not a day that imma miss you
I get in a bag, best friends with a pencil
Imma do a dance, 2 stepping in ya mental

Two shots, not competing with a missile
Stop it, Drop it
Throw away the pistol

I'm too real to be the man in the middle
Gotta live a little, when I'm solving all these riddles

BZ made a home stretch
BZ made a home stretch? Nigga I ain't home yet

Holding up signs in the air like I protest
Man of my word, no denying that I say less

You rearrange in hoping that all the feelings change
Tryna please, believe that they gone feel the same
They would say It wasn't it and I was in a phase
Now I see you double tapping like the other day

You not a supporter
Putting this in order
Tryna be the man, like he ain't sleeping with ya daughter
Brodie getting hot I guess he need a glass of water
Always keep it real, you couldn't say I didn't warn ya

Time after time, you could say I'm getting stronger
Racks on the racks, you could see the money longer
Worried bout me, you should worry bout who on ya
Giving you the stage, guarantee you a performer



Credits
Writer(s): Obed Palacios
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