You know Borleone shot this shit Grrah (Grrah-Grrah) Like Top 2 and I'm not 2 bitch Kenzo B All Ima say is, this my last time responding to you bum ass bitches Like Look
Stop the act for the net All you bitches ain't what y'all be claiming to be Ya bitches know I was made for the streets Them lil bitches gon die all like spinning on feet That bitch a lil body I'll put her to sleep I don't need a knocka bet her ass getting beat Got the scalp when I see her I hope she got energy I'm tryna fix up her teeth like Fuck is wrong, I'm tryna link up in person But these bitches love writing songs I'm like fuck it let's do it Hope they know shit get deeper then music But how they gon keep confusing a bitch talking facts With a cappin lil bitch who just rap And when bitches run into me bet them bitches ain't on shit Tell lil Shani put it on her tat When she see me she throwin that shit Bitches be flashing the knocks for the vid And that's how I could tell they ain't blowing that shit So it's over, that bitch ain't tough she was only a holster Don't even wanna boom her but she talking to hot So I can't promise that I won't poke her And I could speak on the dead but I don't wanna smoke on her mans Cause the way he went out he a floater Show me you ku, when you see me you know what to do You can't speak on no nigga who love me to death You just chatting bout shit you see on the tube Fuck it let's all do this shit for the views Cause I heard you got fucked on the top of the stu How you gon speak on the pussy I popped in the crib And you throwing it back on the roof Are you dumb, bitches be fanned out They ain't dangerous, they just dissing and hoping they make it Top 2 but she was number 2 I could tell she was tight but shawty tried to fake it Real ass bitch you can smell it in my fragrance I'm too lit so them bitches can't stand me I pop my shit and I'm takin that risk I'll be damned if I trip bout a bitch lookin manly
Like How the fuck you dropping my jet and when you see my jet you show mad respect You bitches is dead butt
Like Fuck all the politicing onna gram I'm tired of playing games Speaking on shit that you did at 15 Bitch so come and show me that ya body the same Y'all know the vibes, ya drop a diss and before I respond I be posted outside, Ya never slide Stop acting crazy cause I know you bitches ain't ready to die And I seen Murda get it she can't So imagine she run into me That bitch better have chop for the shit that she rant If she don't hope that she fast on feet Clown, better not run cause I'm flocking you down I call up B and yk she the hound When we spinnin on shit bitches never around And I bet she gon click till that bitch hit the ground Dead on arrival Dissing me them bitches suicidal How bitches switch and forget just a year ago Bitches was ridin my dick for a title And a feature catch lil...on bro ima bleach her Say she a demon but ion believe her She a kid I got a chop put it down turn around And thats word to my deads i'll beat her Stupid Do not run into me with a baby I don't wanna hear no excuses I do not speak on the shit that I know but ya bitches is hoes Ya was never exclusive Come and show me ya bitches is ruthless Like ya bitches ain't showin me nothin If bitches don't spin after this I ain't jackin no dissin Cause them bitches really be frontin And ya bitches tight Everyone linkin for videos don't wanna link up to fight But it's alright Don't wanna link in the send ya addy I pull up at night And I keep me a stick they talking bout a knife Bitches know I'm a tweak Think she a glitch we send her to the light And that bitch better duck when she run into me
Like Y'all bitches better not make a song back Because I'm not listenin to itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
