Face Ya

Fuck them niggas on that side, they ain't gettin' paper
When I was there they was some fans, and now they playin' hater
Well MonSta WicKed he ain't playin, send you to your maker
Them bitches playin' in my shit, so now I gotta face you
Hold on, man, my nigga, you a bitch
Since them niggas wanna play games, we gon' make them bitches glitch
Hit that nigga with that switch, made him lag, now he twitch
They don't got no real static, always beefin' about a bitch

Man, I heard they looking for me where they at?
MonSta WicKed really tryna catch a hat
I ain't in no competition with them rats
We gon' put them in some bags, get them whacked
Put them on a flag, have his people wearing tees
It ain't shit to do you bad I can do this shit with ease
Me a real bad man made that pussyhole pree
When I pass the likkle glocky she gwaan shoot it up for me
Double up, two niggas, double up
Bad bitches, fuck it up, flip they blocks, double dutch
I'm having motion like I'm playin' basketball, I'm finna dunk on niggas
Take a step back, I'm blowin' back, I'm finna dump on niggas

Fuck them niggas on that side, they ain't gettin' paper
When I was there they was some fans, and now they playin' hater
Well MonSta WicKed he ain't playin, send you to your maker
Them bitches playin' in my shit, so now I gotta face you
Hold on, man, my nigga, you a bitch
Since them niggas wanna play games, we gon' make them bitches glitch
Hit that nigga with that switch, made him lag, now he twitch
They don't got no real static, always beefin' about a bitch



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Writer(s): Cameron Dean
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