This beat hot as hell, what up, Primo? Primo Beats on the track! Ayy, hmm I just cut a whole brick in half with a razor I just got a whole n***a dead off a phase A lil' bloody n***a had him in his head with a laser And I made this bitch *** my mans cause I paid Throw the opps, meet me at the barbershop, give em tapers Chop a shot, do the talk, boy, Eddie Ray I say the opps shot, bop a boop, bop, hit his top They gon' drop, spin this block one more time cause we hot Listen, dance, burn a n***a up Baby shake that ass, she gon' turn a n***a up Ayy, I'm tricky, dance moves, slurpin' n***a up Bitch, I bet not hear you say in school, but I earn big blood Listen, I don't lie, I don't play with *** Get this *** back right through the lips, I be the smack to you and your *** Talk about buying my back, I be the clap to you and your *** Be the tap to him in his head, lil' n***a don't know *** I still fight, pussy n****s ain't on *** Kill a n***a, nah, he can't have no *** N***a, I still slide, I ain't gotta write on *** It's drill time, I ain't got *** to say about *** I don't rap beef, if he act weak, then it's ***ed I don't rap beef, if he act weak, we gon' stop I don't rap beef, if he half-street, then we attached Cause if he really street, then we ain't on the internet about nothin' I ain't no n***a from the bitty to the thigh, ain't since I was crushed Always in the 8, down there with my apes, steady clutch Ain't duckin' no smoke, see a chimney, I run up Run into that n***a, then we walk him down, leave him bloody I had a n***a around me, actin' tough Swear he don't like me, but his head down in puff If I got an issue with a n***a, I punch Had him shoot us on his ass, red mouth Treat a n***a like a kid, then thump Leave a n***a sleepin' with his mans, now they bunk All sad, ***ed up, with no money, they junk Don't let no n***a hear you thinkin' this *** sweet *** around and be the reason you deceased Killing twice, you can't even rest in peace Quick as *** to press a n***a like a crease This ain't Call of Duty, you can't bump that from the gulag Two steps, right there on your top, look like a durag Think she look good with her new ass, *** your BBL Send some naked pictures to my n****s like the Jets Pray to God, then send your dogs to hell Now listen, from the barbs to the hood with no vest Yeah, from a mansion to the trap, n****s stepped on Yeah, I been whacking n****s up since I was slept on Yeah, stick your nose in my business, get your neck gone Stand there with your chest, get your breath gone Get some R.I.P. posts and a headstone Have your people n***a sick like he dead and gone Pull up like I told you so, knew you was a ho Just like your daddy, ain't never been bought *** Swerve up your static, we love to hop out *** Send this BM down the way and make the wrong switch Hit his TT them ribs and get the couch flip Headband with them racks and the jogger feet Got a leash in my pocket, I'll walk a brick Pull up in the Hellcat, I'll dial some *** Have a soft n***a screaming that I called for this It ain't nothing for them wusses and they thang Pull up in the Phantom and go ghost like I'm Dang Say they trapping, get whoever, the most they can handle Ain't never taking no L like I'm Randall