[Intro: TheTopSeed]
Fuck all the opps
Y'know what I'm sayin'?
Been TheTopSeed, n***a

[Verse 1: TheTopSeed]
Cracked cards for 50k ain't never bring it back
Bitch, I cracked cards for 50k ain't never bring it back
Bitch, I cracked the cards for 50k ain't never bring it back
Yea I cracked the cards
Catch a opp, get (?)
Y'know Imma start blaming
(?) and his main man red
The bitch got dropped I ain't even have to answer him
(?) Send that n***a to the past
Young bull dropped a diss and got caught the next week
(?) but he ain't scared, he ran from me
The bull got caught, then he checked where he sleeps
(?) he be deceased
He said he gonna kill, come on, bring it, do it man
Shot him in his shit, before he died, hit the switch
(?) n***a scared cause he seen my gun pulled
Seen a n***a dap me up, (?) in the pool
Cracked the cards the 50k ain't never bring it back
(?) catch a troll, we gon' leave him where he at
Oh you a hot boy, man, stop the fucking cap
Shut up or Imma leave yo ass right where you at
Bitch I cracked the cards for 50k ain't never bring it back
Bitch I cracked the cards for 50k ain't never bring it back
Bitch I cracked the cards for 50k
[Verse 2: Queezy_the_Gangster]
Alright that shit was cool, I'll admit that shit was tight
But when it comes to writin' disses, it seems this one be hype
You dropped this diss, responding 2 weeks later
Pull a gun on me, leave his name in local papers
Yea I'll wear some red, wear my hair in a bun
Say what you wish, but I ain't scared of no gun
Let's be real, I would've walked home, I didn't run
I was driven home, locked away, in my room with no sun
Dropped this and maybe you thought that you won
But TheTopSeed and I's beef is finally done
If you thinkin' Queezy's over, I haven't even begun
I'm not done rapping, I'm a dad, this my son
I can freestyle on a beat soon as I wake up
Me and my girl, fuck, argue, rap and then make up
My band, The Stickup Kids, wearing only black makeup
Remember I was young, kids told me to get my weight up
So I did and got big now you wanna switch my pace up
I ain't with that shit
No I'm slimming down but Queezy needs a pay up
Because music ain't bring me shit, at night I write, all night I stay up