[Geda Dot]
The next time you mention my state, n***a, you better speak highly on it
Or I'll have a white boy come and ghost you
Remind you of Tommy, don't it?
'Cause you the type of n***a to think South Carolina is all cornfields and scarecrows, and try me on it
Not knowin' it just mean that every stick in the field got a body on it!
Open the closed-casket - how you want it?
Bitch, please
Believe it or not: Ripley's!
Reflex test at the pediatrician if I hit a organ, 'cause it woulda been the kid knees (kidneys)
You bettеr get your dog 'fore he tick mе off and a pair of sights (parasites) be on him
Then I'll flee (flea) the scene without gettin' caught
'Cause I'll have 'em lookin' for synthetic drugs how I throw the forensics off
'Cause I got 9-millimeter bullets in my .380, they fittin' all (fentanyl)
My n***as all know when I tell 'em, "We goin' to war" to (water) bring snorkels
Bulldog, and she bark, too
The kick on the .9 like a ratchet chick on the line when the heat spark you
'Cause the bitch ring once...then recoil (recall you)

[Ian B]
Not if I beat yo' ass, but how I beat yo' ass is 'bout to be open for discussion
I'm 'bout to leave yo' chest like a museum: open to the public!
N***a, I got the bars and the sauce! This and that
That mean I can stick my whole hand in yo' bitch pussy...and get her on cam' admittin' that
I don't doubt that y'all gangsta
One of your n***as might be able to rob one of my partners and actually get away, kid
But after that, you know what they just won? Our (Hour) visitation like state bids
Fuck what you did in the streets!
Savage 'cause I'mma reach, blast it!
His body reek, and all I reek (wreak) havoc!
Am I standin' too close? Is that what the fuss 'bout?
Aight, I'll give him 6 feet...when three n***as stomp him the fuck out!
N***a, the Nina screamin'! She gon' bitch over this shit!
Sadistic!
You was not trainin' for the Olympics, but you gon' see the beam and flip over this shit!
I'm ready now, the Desert out
Then I slide like a ring announcer 'cause this the fight I been talkin' heavy 'bout
Aye, what about my Glock is so unique?
Well, besides the beam bein' blue
The Glock's a secret, and I gotta keep it...between me and you
I'm murderin' the head of your household and I'm on stage gettin' the W, too (W-2)
The crowd gon' say, "You wild for this"
And online...the IRS gon' look at me foul (file) for this