DIABO!
Put your need, mofucka, I'ma send you to the street
Damn gun, leave your body to the mothafuckin' meat (Wait, wait)
Why the fuck you in the kitchen if you couldn't take the heat?
Got him faultin' under pressure, mothafucka turn weak (Wait, wait)
Put your need, your my feed, mothafucka make it bleed
You gon' scream on my deed, and I'm comin' with heat (Wait, wait)
We could see it in the beam and I'm runnin' on the scene
Give a slicin' on your block, then I'ma do it, I'ma be
Higher pride, you're not really damn tough
Talkin' bout money, but never beggin' enough
And you claimin' you with it, I'm really callin' your bluff
Acting like you really live the life, I'll get you fucked up
Shut up, with the fuckin' talkin', leave you fucked up
Yeah, don't fuck, slap 'em with the bullet like a nun-chuck
I'm ready, got a strap and mothafuckas never run up
Someone got tough with the head
Goddamn bitch, I'm makin' money, mothafucka never have it (Wait, wait)
And I'm snatchin' with the money, mothafucka there's some cabbage
Pull up straight with my body, I'ma kill you, I'm a savage (Wait)
Got a Glock in the back, and it smell like some cabbage
Glock to his head, got a mothafucka cappin' (Wait, wait)
Keep on talkin' mothafucka, I'ma kill you for reacting
And he said he with the smoke, but he ain't never with the action
Charged up mofucka, I'ma hit him with the static
I go to shellin' the captain
That mofucka talkin', that bitch's just cappin'
Put your need, mofucka, I'ma send you to the street
Damn gun, leave your body to the mothafuckin' meat (Wait, wait)
Why the fuck you in the kitchen if you couldn't take the heat?
Got him faultin' under pressure, mothafucka turn weak (Wait, wait)
Put your need, your my feed, mothafucka make it bleed
You gon' scream on my deed, and I'm comin' with heat (Wait, wait)
We could see it in the beam and I'm runnin' on the scene
Give a slicin' on your block, then I'ma do it, I'ma be
Damn gun, leave your body to the mothafuckin' meat (Wait, wait)
Why the fuck you in the kitchen if you couldn't take the heat?
Got him faultin' under pressure, mothafucka turn weak (Wait, wait)
Put your need, your my feed, mothafucka make it bleed
You gon' scream on my deed, and I'm comin' with heat (Wait, wait)
We could see it in the beam and I'm runnin' on the scene
Give a slicin' on your block, then I'ma do it, I'ma be
Higher pride, you're not really damn tough
Talkin' bout money, but never beggin' enough
And you claimin' you with it, I'm really callin' your bluff
Acting like you really live the life, I'll get you fucked up
Shut up, with the fuckin' talkin', leave you fucked up
Yeah, don't fuck, slap 'em with the bullet like a nun-chuck
I'm ready, got a strap and mothafuckas never run up
Someone got tough with the head
Goddamn bitch, I'm makin' money, mothafucka never have it (Wait, wait)
And I'm snatchin' with the money, mothafucka there's some cabbage
Pull up straight with my body, I'ma kill you, I'm a savage (Wait)
Got a Glock in the back, and it smell like some cabbage
Glock to his head, got a mothafucka cappin' (Wait, wait)
Keep on talkin' mothafucka, I'ma kill you for reacting
And he said he with the smoke, but he ain't never with the action
Charged up mofucka, I'ma hit him with the static
I go to shellin' the captain
That mofucka talkin', that bitch's just cappin'
Put your need, mofucka, I'ma send you to the street
Damn gun, leave your body to the mothafuckin' meat (Wait, wait)
Why the fuck you in the kitchen if you couldn't take the heat?
Got him faultin' under pressure, mothafucka turn weak (Wait, wait)
Put your need, your my feed, mothafucka make it bleed
You gon' scream on my deed, and I'm comin' with heat (Wait, wait)
We could see it in the beam and I'm runnin' on the scene
Give a slicin' on your block, then I'ma do it, I'ma be
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Writer(s): Aaron Brandford, William Roed
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