The Swindler

This motherfucker look like a stoned, gay jesus
Come one come all
Witness the fuckery I'm about teach to the folks
I need the soap, clean up this dirty lil game from when he was involved (yea)
You think it's a joke? wait for the swindler to catch you he leaving you broke
But pick your poison, run and run and don't you come back here no more

Bitch, ughh
I ain't gone fucking with you
I don't want nothing to do
With your whole crew or cult or whatever you do
Nah I ain't gone fucking with you
You fucking lil gatekeeper
I'm a steak eater
Cause up all on my tables a plate of beef
And you be fake preaching
All that make peace
Until the cameras up in your own face, need it
Like oui
Mr. Swindler won't you let me do a track
Please please Mr. Swindler I can give you all my cash
Cause I know that you love taking racks
Lil bitch i know you won't give that shit back
You put it towards your shows where nobody goes
Because ain't no one fucking with that
It's funny how nobody beefing unless it's with you all
Then you preaching that you want that beefing resolved
Your whole clique leaving you thieving them all
And the ones that are staying relieving your drawers
Bitch I done hit you up for a feature on the IG
You ain't even had the balls to decline me
Fuck you anyway I'll get me a dime piece
Quality homies is all that's beside me hey
Thief, Thief you a hater
Run up that bag that the government gave ya huh
Thief, Thief you a robber
Run up that track the community bought you yea
We ain't no genies won't grant you no wish
If you can't handle beef then we can't do no business
All of you all so far inside of your leaders ass
You can't even see how foolish your clique is
Hit licks, lick dicks, seventy five for a feature?
Bitch what the fuck do you be rapping about?
Maybe if you put all your effort into writing a bar
Instead of modeling for likes you'd be laughing by now
Instead of struggling to write 1 measly track
Clearly you got to have some trouble to make something like that
You got to lose all your crew to realize that you whack
Ain't nobody gonna fuck with you now and that's a fact
Homie it's sad, you all be shit talking a kid with a dream all just because you is mad
Telling the friends you got left not to fuck with me all just because I know people
That's whack, huh how are you 10 years older
But so immature and I'm better at rap
Step the fuck away from me bring me your bitch
And I'll show her how this kid is more of a man than you

Fucking with my bitch then I'm a go and stomp him out
I'm running up a check while you pussies run your fuckin mouth
I been going up just so you can go south
Roll up on you roll the windows down, hit you than we rolling out
Smoking out that high volume boy you know I'm rolling loud
If you talking tough we fin a hit you and your spouse
I just heard you fucking told, got three rounds for a lil rat no mickey mouse
My dog got a stick that talk like ben
My dog, you is not one, not my friend
Four years spitting shit they didn't comprehend
Stepping up to us I don't recommend
I'm a thief, robber, bandit
I'm a just take yo bitch can't leave empty handed
I'm a thief, robber, bandit
I'm a just take yo bitch can't leave empty handed
Feel like shiz behind me is a symphony
Mortal kombat, she hit me, but can't finish me
In the game to the point that I'm living in infamy
On the way with Bolt, getting money no epiphany
Keep it real with this bitch, she be dreaming and shit
Leave them like my personalities I'm leaving them split
I ain't even lie, the stick it stay on my hip
Me and Bolt been in the lab and you ain't doing a bit