Step 1 (Freestyle)
They know Lowkey known to tweak
Bout a Mill just like he Meek
We either pull aside the whip or bitch we hopping out on feet
Spanish bitch, her name Alicia, blocking her after this week
Damn why? couldn't suck no dick, the bitch using her teeth
We get back, that's on my momma nem
Hop out on yo brother nem
Lil foe be tweaking, spin with two AR's like this a cullinan
Monster shots, turn that nigga blue like his name Sullivan
Hollows trumped his life, lil foenem thought I was republican
Don't want no beef, ain't dealing with no burgers, you a fucking dork
Call us doordash, we served him hollows on his fucking porch
Face shot, where did he get hit? He got his face shot
Face hot, 7.62s done made his face drop
We don't do the internet, bitch leave me alone
Only time I post is if I got the drip or drop a song
We don't drop no diss, lil boy with the Lord we sent em' home
Let em' rest in piss, had to pull the cord like it's a phone
Sad songs and good food, can't forget about them hearses
We was robbing niggas cars while you was stealing bitches purses
You a hoe, you bitch, and I can't forget a snitch
Lilo what I call this blick cuss if I hit you getting stitched
Step one, catch em' lacking at his momma house
Step two, bullets through the window, hit his momma couch
Thought her baby was an angel, sent em' straight to hell
Got em in ya circle, if he get caught, his ass gon straight tell
They be snitching, they be snitching
They be snitching, they be snitching on shit
Bout a Mill just like he Meek
We either pull aside the whip or bitch we hopping out on feet
Spanish bitch, her name Alicia, blocking her after this week
Damn why? couldn't suck no dick, the bitch using her teeth
We get back, that's on my momma nem
Hop out on yo brother nem
Lil foe be tweaking, spin with two AR's like this a cullinan
Monster shots, turn that nigga blue like his name Sullivan
Hollows trumped his life, lil foenem thought I was republican
Don't want no beef, ain't dealing with no burgers, you a fucking dork
Call us doordash, we served him hollows on his fucking porch
Face shot, where did he get hit? He got his face shot
Face hot, 7.62s done made his face drop
We don't do the internet, bitch leave me alone
Only time I post is if I got the drip or drop a song
We don't drop no diss, lil boy with the Lord we sent em' home
Let em' rest in piss, had to pull the cord like it's a phone
Sad songs and good food, can't forget about them hearses
We was robbing niggas cars while you was stealing bitches purses
You a hoe, you bitch, and I can't forget a snitch
Lilo what I call this blick cuss if I hit you getting stitched
Step one, catch em' lacking at his momma house
Step two, bullets through the window, hit his momma couch
Thought her baby was an angel, sent em' straight to hell
Got em in ya circle, if he get caught, his ass gon straight tell
They be snitching, they be snitching
They be snitching, they be snitching on shit
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Writer(s): John Joachin
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