Dynamic Duo (feat. Pablo White)

Hold on
Ight bet
Yo, hold on I haven't been in the studio for a minute
Hold on I'm bouta kill this shit, hold on
Look
Yo Pablo, you gotta feel my vibe, Pablo
Look

Talking too hot but you aint like that
You a internet goon, yeah that's a fact
Word to my mother them niggas is dead
If I see one of them, its one in they neck
If they too fast they get shot in the leg
And If we beefing, I aint letting it drop
Aint no barber, but I get to clipping
Like GTA I be on missions
Aint no piece with us, there's just static
Heard his mans died it was tragic
But I'm on the live laughing, like, like
If I don't got the knock, then I got the pole
Cut up his stomach, then rip up his throat
Now Im really a blood fosho
No I'm really a blood fosho
Like SB Baby's, not GBG Baby's y'all not like that
Why I hear the opps was lacking while they was fucking a bitch, told y'all
Im on hots bitch
If you don't want a problem, then move bitch, cause I'm really 'bout that shit

Ay

We in the fun, and we looking for motion
Dissing Lil 30, you know that I'm toting
Smoking on, yeah that shit got me choking
Yeah that shit got me coughing
Speak on the dead, and you know we gon' off 'em
G-19, yeah that shit is too flawless
Opps keep dissing, putting names in they captions
Them niggas be lying, them niggas be capping
Y'all not outside, y'all boys not active
Spinning your block, tryna turn up the madness
New pack on the way, made niggas collapse,
And they said they caught me, and they said I was lacking
Them niggas be lying, them niggas be chatting
Like who, what, where, when the fuck this happen?
We in the V and we tryna turn up
Them hollow tips made that boy burn up
We smoking Rosan, we calling it bum
Those 223s made niggas throw up
He was dissing on bro, and we sent 'em up
And they aint get back, but they try to talk tuff
But this bitch here, in love, but Im just tryna fuck
Like shut the fuck up and just give me a nut