[Intro: Diizii]
Bitch

[Chorus: Diizii]
I been poppin’ since I got a roster of a hunnid broads, uh (One hunnid)
Blicky loaded, stick be totin’, send yo’ ass to God, uh (What?)
Needa back up ‘cause we strapped up, bitch, it’s no facade, uh (Phew)
I’m drippy, please don’t trip, B, diamonds on, this ice won’t thaw, uh (That ice)

[Interlude: Diizii]
(Ooh, Ay29 on this muh’f—) He-he-he-he-he-he
(Ooh)
(Ooh, CADENCE) Uh (Tuh), yeah, ayy (Hee-hee)
(Ooh) Yeah, you know what the fuck I’m sayin’?

[Verse 1: Diizii]
I been on the scene, bitch, you know what the fuck I mean
If you run up wit’ yo’ team, you get popped like some fuckin’ beans
You don’t know the shit I’ve seen, bad lil’ bitch, get in between
Yeah, for that kush; I’m a fiend, fuck a nice youngin’, I’m mean, ah!
These caps and clips, they be bustin’ in his visage, uh (Fah-fah)
And this ammo out of sight, now he got no vision, uh (Pew-pew-pew)
Brazy, blood be drippin’, with this red, I paint an image, uh (Too brazy)
I need no practice, shoot ‘em down, but they need a scrimmage
Yeah, I been tryna get at this one bad bitch
Youngin's told 'em other bitches, “bring that ass back, bitch”
I shoot it (Pew-pew-pew-pew), bitch, I do that damage
My shawty a ten, no, I do not fuck with average
Not stoppin’, tryna make me a ticket, I’m killin’ these rappers only with my snippets
I got no limit, she send me explicit, I’m in it for hours, you lastin’ a minute
That pussy, I’m in it, she loud as shit, the pipe; she gon’ lick it, silent like crickets
The bank; I’ma break it, that booty the thickest, she shootin’ them opps, carry that sticky (Phew)
[Verse 2: hxmartia]
S-say you runnin’ with that broad? You ain’t do that shit, oh
I’m a star with the force, we can turn this shit to war
Wanna pop a couple shots? Bet I’ll pop a couple more
I ain’t fuckin’ with that bitch, you can come and get your whore
I- I tote ‘em up with a fast track, hop on a track, feel like I need a hazmat
I can’t even fuckin’ tell what she mad at, I can’t even fuckin’ tell what she— uh
I-I’m pushin’, bitch, I’m on top, I’m what everybody want
They been trippin’ ‘bout my plot, I could send you to the stars, blatt!
When you see me, uh, br-brand new Lamborghini racin’
Fiji, Glock lookin’ like my bitch, it’s sayin’, “squeeze me,” ha-ha
E-e-every time I’m runnin’, feelin’ like Rambo, I been prepared, so I got hella ammo
I turn your ex-ho into a S.O., gems on my wrist, I be snappin’ like Thanos
Woah, woah, woah, woah, tear this shit, oh-oh
You know my bitch bad, goth bitch, no Shego
I ain’t got no reason pushin’ down my ego
I could beat you tenfold, you don’t know who we know, uh

[Verse 3: DefNOTBio]
Every time I release, yeah, I’m killin’ em all, like I’m droppin’ a nuke
I’ll get you in check, R.I.P. to your soul, like you ballin’ at Duke
When that stick get to blowin’, ain’t talkin’ a flute
I walk with the steel, I ain’t talkin’ a boot
I stay with that heat, got a Glock in the booth
I’m runnin’ shit over, bitch, you oughta move
You talkin’ that shit, better pray that you waterproof
Every line inside this tablet dope as fuck, it’s like I’m poppin’ pills
I go psycho, it’s insane and every thought is ill
Every picture that I paint is real, not watchin’ films
I got punchlines, yeah, I beat the beat, you see my boxing skills? Woo!
Like Bruce, you unbreakable until I wet you up
So done with your shit, now my 7 up
A blade or a gun, doesn’t matter, bitch, I got a weapon tucked
You get put in a box when I spray at your neck, you ain’t freshened up
Don’t get me started, I’ll step on yo’ ass like the gas, I ain’t revvin’ up
I’ma send you to God, like a lob, how you headin’ up
When you walkin’ up with something in your hands, bitch, it better be stairs when you steppin’ up
I’m saucin’, got green like a salad, no ranch, how I’m dressin’ up
Try to rob me? Got a gun on my side, you get left with a hole in your head, how you endin’ up
That heater inside of my jacket, when I leave him drippin’, no, he isn’t sweatin’, bruh
Yeah, I’m TLG, and it’s Russian roulette with the gunplay
We been trainin’ on tracks and we underground just like a subway
My mind is a weapon, my bullets be fly like a plane, and I’m takin’ off just like a runway
Me and my team, yeah, we makin’ it someday, we ridin’ together like we on a bus, ayy
They know I’m not weak, but they treatin’ me just like a Monday
I got the drive and I’m talkin’ different, I feel like a Hyundai
I still will be cold even if you desert me, no sundae
If you don’t think I’m a God with the rap, well, too bad ‘cause I don’t give a fuck, ayy (Easy, God!)

[Chorus: Diizii]
I been poppin’ since I got a roster of a hunnid broads, uh (One hunnid)
Blicky loaded, stick be totin’, send yo’ ass to God, uh (What?)
Needa back up ‘cause we strapped up, bitch, it’s no facade, uh (Phew)
I’m drippy, please don’t trip, B, diamonds on, this ice won’t thaw, uh (That ice)

[Outro: Diizii]
Yeah, I'm killin' em all like I'm droppin' a nuke
And that stick get to blowin', ain't talkin' a flute
I stay with that heat, got a Glock in the booth
I'm runnin' shit over, bitch, you oughta move