Rivalry

I eat from the Bible my stomach fucked up
So I go to the toilet call that holy shit
If we got a problem we hop in all black and we loading the choppa we empty the clip

Like tisakorean I'm bout to go dip
Not talking bout Jack but that nigga got ripped
I'm fucking with bitches that's older than me and they asking for weed so I sold them a Zip

Not talking bout Durk but my old opps fucking with new opps man ain't that bout a bitch
I'm making this bread put coins in the middle
I'm eating that shit just like a sandwich

I feel like I'm Batman put on my suit and I stay in the dark and I'm bout to fight crime
I bought me a Rolex I look at that shit because half of you niggas be wasting my time

No, I'm not talking bout money
Some of y'all niggas still dream, you can't get a dime
Money so green, I sleep and I kiss it that shit tasting sour just like it's a lime

Hunt for the opps in the woods like a deer
Dudes acting pussy they acting like queers
That nigga not sorry he acting sincere

My choppa gon take out the whole atmosphere
Wait, everybody dead, it's just me I'm the last nigga on earth
Don't gotta worry bout nothing but me and my money, damn, I'm going berserk

But what about pussy, fuck these hoes
I'm loving the cash I'd like to propose
Don't call them my friends I call them my bros
I'm going on tour pull up to my shows

I'm on the computers not talking bout Wooski
Got on her nightgown coming off loosely
I'm so intelligent, niggas can't fool me

Not talking Yu-Gi-Oh y'all niggas duel me
Not talking bout cards I'm talking bout guns, yea we be shooting for fun
And we like to fight but we don't like to lose

That boy suicidal his neck on the noose
I'm looking for evil not looking for good
I feel like I'm Trippie we smoking a wood

We smoking a wood, we smoke in the woods, we smoke on some wood (yo nigga Wassgood)
That nigga want smoke that nigga got quiet

Call up my shooter that nigga named Wyatt
Yo bro what's the deal
This nigga still talking I need you foreal
I got you