sadi$$thicc
Why this boy keep run his mouth
Why am I beefing with this kiddo
Always posing like he gangsta, you ain't nothin' but some skittles
Too easy as my opponent, I'ma give you lame ass flow
You dress good but I rap better, this will be your grave, lil bro
My shit up high, you ass is down below
I bake yo trash songs with my stove
You shopping spree
I killing spree your whole ass with my fucking crow-
-Bar I spit it outburn on that dog shit that you call a song
Committed a crime before so I don't mind to smoke you like a bong
I'm a thug, you a bitch
I smoke wood, you smoke 'quid
When I spit, you gon quit
Fuck you up like a pig
Know I'm always makin' hits
When you shoot you gon miss
Why the fuck you tryna diss
Me too bulletproof for this
Bitch, keep talkin' shit bout me
You'll have my bullets in yo throat
Sayin' "I got lotta bitches", you ain't never fuck no hoes
I'm sadistic muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet
I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?
I gon fuck you like a pig like I said in the last line
Lil bro go back to your crib, 'fore I break yo fuckin' weak spine
It's a consequence of being so reckless on a real Don
Dealin' with a real one I get loot while your career done
(I'm sadissthicc muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet)
(I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?)
(I'm sadissthicc muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet)
(I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?)
Why am I beefing with this kiddo
Always posing like he gangsta, you ain't nothin' but some skittles
Too easy as my opponent, I'ma give you lame ass flow
You dress good but I rap better, this will be your grave, lil bro
My shit up high, you ass is down below
I bake yo trash songs with my stove
You shopping spree
I killing spree your whole ass with my fucking crow-
-Bar I spit it outburn on that dog shit that you call a song
Committed a crime before so I don't mind to smoke you like a bong
I'm a thug, you a bitch
I smoke wood, you smoke 'quid
When I spit, you gon quit
Fuck you up like a pig
Know I'm always makin' hits
When you shoot you gon miss
Why the fuck you tryna diss
Me too bulletproof for this
Bitch, keep talkin' shit bout me
You'll have my bullets in yo throat
Sayin' "I got lotta bitches", you ain't never fuck no hoes
I'm sadistic muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet
I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?
I gon fuck you like a pig like I said in the last line
Lil bro go back to your crib, 'fore I break yo fuckin' weak spine
It's a consequence of being so reckless on a real Don
Dealin' with a real one I get loot while your career done
(I'm sadissthicc muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet)
(I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?)
(I'm sadissthicc muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet)
(I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?)
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