[intro]
WillThaRapper n***a
Beat bully 3
I ain’t doing shit for free so n***a cut a check
Give a fuck about a vest
We aimin' at ya neck

[Verse 1]
Bitch how I dab respect
Weed in my lungs got me high as a jet
Oh that’s your dirty [?]
Pull up at the show with a iron in the vet
Throw this dick like a catcher your bitch playing fetch
When she tells you it’s no got your bitch saying yes
Send her back to your house with a stain on her dress
And my kids [?] when my neighbor return
And this game I finesse cause I'm fucking shit up
And these rap n***as skinny as african kids
Ain’t no verse for the free
Want a verse off of me I might know you
But yeah I'm still texting shit
I don’t look for no help do this this shit by myself
Never look towards a n***a or asked him for shit
And the ops that we bought [?]
I can count on the times they went back on their strip
Keep a strap on my him don’t be dumb dummy
They perp on me they’ll run from me
These bitches don’t want me they want my money
They dirty birds won’t get a crumb from me
Get the fuck honey I was never sweet
N***as hotter than summer time legacies
Then finesse a few boys out they salaries
I don’t give a fuck a I just let em be

[Verse 2]
N***as bluffin' over twitter tell they ass to cut it
We see they ass in public then
They try to switch the subject
We do no talking with these n***as
Fuck their beef or fussing
They see beef but nothing happen
Fuck they beef for nothing
N***as be lurching my n***as be lurking
I swear we ain’t cut from the same cloth
You disrespect we hurt your neck
Don’t give a fuck what your chain cost
I [?] three like his brain off
Go dumb on the track nock the train off
Me losing a bitch ain’t the same laws
As me losing my cans I just lay low
Mock up a money it’s raised for
Talk about the grams in the [?]
Looks like he lurch around new n***as
He just might put his hands on your ass
Pager be checking if he catch you liking
He might put his hands on your stash
That junk out the Glock you [?] on the block
He might get that on yo ass
My dope be the strongest
My money the longest
She hooked on my dick like it’s [?]
She told me it’s bright she’s blind by the light
There’s ice on my wrist like it’s sonics
The forty go talk the F go speak
I swear that she sound like ebonics
One day he this the next day he dead
Either way I'm not responding
I told them n***as to cut it
Before I just slide on they block
Just like fuck it
Won’t do no fussing I send a hallow his way
It’s coming he better duck it
If he got shot then he nothing
Boy fucking leak he be gushing
Ambulance coming for nothing
It ain’t not need ain’t no rushing
He got his ass peeled like an onion
He shouldn’t be bluffing