[Intro]
Uh huh, this is where that shit get scary nigga
This where shit get terrifying
Yeah, it's raining, it's pouring, the old man is
Yeah, you know the rest nigga
Fuck wrong wit' a nigga, nigga?
SOB shit bitch
YWN shit bitch
Fuck wrong wit' a nigga?
I don't know what the fuck these niggas thought but I'm finna let 'em know
Bitch, take ya head out your mothafuckin' ass
And get you a nigga with some mothafuckin' class bitch
Yeah nigga I talk that P shit, yeah I really be on that SOB shit though
Fuck wrong wit' a bitch? Huh? Two hunned bitch, huh
This shit serious nigga, I wouldn't lie to you nigga
This shit like a scary movie or something
Like a scary series or something nigga
Freddie vs Jason type shit, here I go
[Verse]
Naw I ain't squashing shit, nigga fuck that
It be times I wake up and be like, "fuck rap"
I showed niggas love, got no love back
Bullets flying out the, make 'em jump jack
Every nigga with me shoot we the Dream Team
Nigga this is not a flash, this a green beam
I got money on my mind, nigga ching ching
Big Draco's, nigga Stinc Team
I could make her bust it open on the first date
I tote big ass choppas, make the earth shake
Been taking nigga's bitches since the third grade
Free my baby Janky Mitchy out the bird cage
We was tied fourth quarter, this the overtime
Nigga watch yo mans, they be showing signs
Glock gotta stay with me keep my bros from crying
Everything I say two hundred, this shit more than rhymes (This shit real)
This where this shit get terrifying
If I don't put 'em in the dirt (Hip hop, hip hop), I bet I'll paralyze 'em
Let my nuts hang anywhere, no I don't fear nobody
Oh we went to school together? I ain't recognize 'em (Real)
Fuck with niggas from a distance, don't get close to me
Two niggas run up on DaBoii I'll leave 'em both deceased
Bitch it's the lion of the jungle, what's a goat to me?
If you don't wanna lose the race then nigga don't compete
I got the trophy in my hands, I'm going home with this
Ask me where I get this from, like I stole the shit
Bitch ask me for some head, I'm like, "You joking bitch"
I had thought that you was drunk but naw you loaded bitch
I ain't gotta cock it back, yeah my shit loaded bitch
Us against them pussy niggas, who you rolling with?
Boiling my chain up in hot water so the golds'll hit
Vlone on my body turn my back bitch take a motion pic
I was gon' end the song 12 bars ago, perky kicking in
Heard the whole click tryna blow the team, let them bitches in
I ain't coming out today brodie bro, yeah I'm wit' the kids
Talking 'bout how it's a four up in your twenty, bitch you sippin' Tris
Baby said she wanna build with me, I ain't no architect
Forty pointers in my buffy-uffs, cost a arm and leg
Baby play your roll
You niggas 'bout two seasons late, I got the latest on
I don't got no open cases, all my cases closed
Granny ask me how her baby been, said, "You would hate to know"
You ain't really 'bout what niggas claiming, what you faking for?
If we peep some squares up in the circle, we reshaping those
Yeah I could spit a million bars, I ain't no rapper though
Acting different on these bitches, ain't no actor though
It get cold up in that summer, throw your jacket on
Ain't gonna be aiming at no feet when we start tagging toes
Bitch
[Outro]
Hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
Uh huh, this is where that shit get scary nigga
This where shit get terrifying
Yeah, it's raining, it's pouring, the old man is
Yeah, you know the rest nigga
Fuck wrong wit' a nigga, nigga?
SOB shit bitch
YWN shit bitch
Fuck wrong wit' a nigga?
I don't know what the fuck these niggas thought but I'm finna let 'em know
Bitch, take ya head out your mothafuckin' ass
And get you a nigga with some mothafuckin' class bitch
Yeah nigga I talk that P shit, yeah I really be on that SOB shit though
Fuck wrong wit' a bitch? Huh? Two hunned bitch, huh
This shit serious nigga, I wouldn't lie to you nigga
This shit like a scary movie or something
Like a scary series or something nigga
Freddie vs Jason type shit, here I go
[Verse]
Naw I ain't squashing shit, nigga fuck that
It be times I wake up and be like, "fuck rap"
I showed niggas love, got no love back
Bullets flying out the, make 'em jump jack
Every nigga with me shoot we the Dream Team
Nigga this is not a flash, this a green beam
I got money on my mind, nigga ching ching
Big Draco's, nigga Stinc Team
I could make her bust it open on the first date
I tote big ass choppas, make the earth shake
Been taking nigga's bitches since the third grade
Free my baby Janky Mitchy out the bird cage
We was tied fourth quarter, this the overtime
Nigga watch yo mans, they be showing signs
Glock gotta stay with me keep my bros from crying
Everything I say two hundred, this shit more than rhymes (This shit real)
This where this shit get terrifying
If I don't put 'em in the dirt (Hip hop, hip hop), I bet I'll paralyze 'em
Let my nuts hang anywhere, no I don't fear nobody
Oh we went to school together? I ain't recognize 'em (Real)
Fuck with niggas from a distance, don't get close to me
Two niggas run up on DaBoii I'll leave 'em both deceased
Bitch it's the lion of the jungle, what's a goat to me?
If you don't wanna lose the race then nigga don't compete
I got the trophy in my hands, I'm going home with this
Ask me where I get this from, like I stole the shit
Bitch ask me for some head, I'm like, "You joking bitch"
I had thought that you was drunk but naw you loaded bitch
I ain't gotta cock it back, yeah my shit loaded bitch
Us against them pussy niggas, who you rolling with?
Boiling my chain up in hot water so the golds'll hit
Vlone on my body turn my back bitch take a motion pic
I was gon' end the song 12 bars ago, perky kicking in
Heard the whole click tryna blow the team, let them bitches in
I ain't coming out today brodie bro, yeah I'm wit' the kids
Talking 'bout how it's a four up in your twenty, bitch you sippin' Tris
Baby said she wanna build with me, I ain't no architect
Forty pointers in my buffy-uffs, cost a arm and leg
Baby play your roll
You niggas 'bout two seasons late, I got the latest on
I don't got no open cases, all my cases closed
Granny ask me how her baby been, said, "You would hate to know"
You ain't really 'bout what niggas claiming, what you faking for?
If we peep some squares up in the circle, we reshaping those
Yeah I could spit a million bars, I ain't no rapper though
Acting different on these bitches, ain't no actor though
It get cold up in that summer, throw your jacket on
Ain't gonna be aiming at no feet when we start tagging toes
Bitch
[Outro]
Hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
( DaBoii )
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