You want the beef or do you want the smoke?
I'm posted with 10 bitch you already know
This big ass FN knock a chunk out his throat
This bitch that I'm with tryna fuck the crew, whole
Instead of getting new bitches stay getting new poles
Shoppin' at goodwill while you rockin' vintage
I'm taking my dick out cuz Im boutta finish
He getting shot, survival of the fittest
The greatest of all time, like I'm on Guinness
And we boutta fuck shorty take off my fitted
I'm doing this speed bitch I'm way past the limit
I just robbed your boy looking at the pack grinning
And I got this banger on my hip now
I'm with your bitch, get her back blown out
I'm posted with 10 and we running the town
You come and see me I'm blowing around
I'm dead sеrious Im not playing around
They not really poppin', they jockin' my sound
Im not rеally droppin', I want it right now
Said he a dog so I take him the pound
She wanted clout, got me doggin' her mouth
We pull up with sticks lil boy we don't joust
I got one hand, the glick, the other up her blouse

I'm puttin' the red dot, right on his unibrow
Fuck all that talking that shit we can shoot it out
He sending threats so we had the bring rugers out
(?) swiping, he bringing computers out
I'm getting real high is what I'm being told
If you got the money or you (?) sold?
You ain't use your guns and now they growing mold
And we finna jump, just like we some toads
Bitch I got the heater it turn him to toast
And you can take pics but you cannot come close
Im fucking his bitch yea Im breaking the code
Im balling so hard would've thought I was pro

Dressin' all black, just like a crow
Bitch I got the strap and its fienin' to blow
If you don't believe me come and see what I tote

(BEAT SLOWS DOWN)

Im getting shit wet like Im with the mop
He tote with the squad, he gon' die with the mob
Bitch I got the pole and I'm running the Glock
And he can get shot if we think he a opp
I walk in the function and all the bitches flock
And the pistol, its on me it's fienin' to pop
Unless I'm in the stu no I don't wanna talk
And if I got the tool, then some bodies gon' drop
Yes I got my steel, Some of y'all flaugin', some bout it for real
False claim in your songs, it just might get you killed
Nah I ain't signing no deal, unless I get a mil
I'm the fifth spot dunkin' on that bitch like im O'Neal
And I thought you said you gangster but you folding, what's the deal?
I get lethal with these weapons like im on the navy seals
I don't know who you protecting but you still gonna get spilled
And i beat him til he blue i got him matching wit my bill
Mini draco get to spraying its gon fuck up his whole build
Sippin on all this fucking drank, i do not like to lean i like to tilt
Cut him up, and sew him back together something like a quilt
Leave and come back to me, when you really out here signing deals
How the fuck did i just rob him, i don't even feel no guilt
Swear im good in New York then go all the up to the ville
I think i got him scared, i think he freezing up his body still
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Little bitch no I'm overdone
And they see that I've been making moves, he want war with us
Bitch I got this big ass fucking loaf cause I'm moving drugs
And I had lil' bro set you up, you thought he was yo cuz
They just rapping they not good enough
Big ass breaker yellow white bitch, what I'm cutting up
Swear there ain't no seeing through my tints, so just give it up
And I got this .22 on my hip i got that bitch from Steven
Please don't make me come fucking alive, i swear my pistol breathing
Wanna hang round rappers now her pussy getting filled wit semen
He think that he evil, but I'm vicious bitch i been a demon
223's fly at him, i think I hit him see his stomach bleeding