[Chorus]Drop, drop, drop, dropDrop a fifty bag for the mob in the spotDrop a fifty bag, 29 for the thotUh, I was really, really tryna keep it—
[Part II]
[Intro]YeahLet me stop playin' around, let me take this shit serious, likeNiggas is a joke, I take it serious, thoughYeah, look
[Verse]If Drake shooters doing TikToks, niggaRealest shooter in your gang, that's P's brother, y'all ain't getting shit shot, niggaCan't listen to the stick talk in falsetto, save it for a hip-hop niggaYou don't even be at home, dog, you a souvenir-out-the-gift-shop niggaStill mad about that one ho, we ain't even fuck, I just lip-locked with herI get active when it's war time, I ain't even really let my dick drop, niggaWhat the fuck I heard Rick drop, nigga? Talkin' somethin' 'bout a nose job, niggaOzempic got a side effect of jealousy and doctor never told y'all niggasPut a nigga in the bars, let a nigga rot, kind of like your old job, niggaHouse sittin' on some land, but it's out where no one even really know y'all niggasBitches gotta drive two hours 'fore you pay 'em just to give a blowjob, niggaMust've snorted up a snowball'Cause my last record deal was four hundred M's, these days, that's a low ball, niggaAyyWho's next on the list?Which one of my so-called niggasWhich one of my so-called niggasWhich one of my so-called niggas need a shell from the clip?Always knew I had to smoke y'all niggasgood kid, m.A.A.d city van, we'll pop the latch and let the door slideTears runnin' down my cheek, laughin' at you pussies dyin', it's a war cryWeeknd music gettin' played in all the spots where boys got a little more prideThat's why all your friends dippin' to Atlanta, payin' just to find a tour guideAbel, run your fuckin' bread, need to buy some more chains for some more guysLet me find another street nigga I can take to the game courtsideLet me get a used Ferrari for a rapper, take the nigga on a horse rideAnything to take the spotlight off the fact the boss is a drugged-out lil' punk sissy from the NorthsideRakim talkin' shit againGassed 'cause you hit my BM first, nigga, do the math, who I was hittin' then?I ain't even know you rapped still 'cause they only talkin' 'bout your 'fit againProbably gotta have a kid again 'fore you think of droppin' any shit againEven when you do drop, they gon' say you should've modeled 'cause it's mid againSmokin' Fenty 'bout it, should've put you on the first one, tryna get it inAsk Fring if this a good idea the next time you cuddled in that bed againShe'll even tell you leave the boy alone 'fore you get your head split againPluto shit make me sick to my stomach, we ain't never really been through itLeland Wayne, he a fuckin' lame, so I know he had to be an influenceThese niggas had a plan and they finally found a way to rope you into itTwo separate albums dissin', I just did a Kim to it, nigga, skim through itMe and Savage had the hoes drippin' wet at shows, almost had to swim to itK-Dot shit is only hittin' hard when Baby Keem put his pen to itRoss callin' me the white boy and the shit kind of got a ring to it'Cause all these rappers wavin' white flags while the whole fuckin' club sing to itMurder scene on your man tonight, then come to the vigil with the candlelightBody after fuckin' body and you know Rick readin' my Miranda rightsI'm goin' on vacation now, hope next time y'all plan it right'Cause you gotta pay for sayin' my name, guess now niggas understand the priceNigga, what? (6ix)
[Part III]
[Verse]AyyKendrick just opened his mouth, someone go hand him a Grammy right nowWhere is your uncle at? 'Cause I wanna talk to the man of the houseWest Coast niggas do fades, right? Come get this ass whoopin', I'm handin' 'em outYou wanna take up for Pharrell? Then come get his legacy out of my houseA cease and desist is for hoes, can't listen to lies that come out of your mouthYou called the Tupac estate and begged 'em to sue me and get that shit downI'm losin' perspective on beef, Boi-1da send beat and I'll kill you for funYour daddy got robbed by Top, you Stunna and Wayne, like father, like sonAnthony set up the plays, Kojo be chargin' you double for nothin'They shook about what I'ma say, but textin' your phone like, "We already won"You tell me what I shouldn't say, but fuck it, my nigga, it's already doneWe already know it's a twenty-v-one, we already know why you went number oneIt's clearly because of The Boy, the honorable thing is to give me the lootYou right about "Fuck the big three," it's only Big D, and there's video proofOur sons should go play at the park, two lightskin kids, that shit would be cuteUnless you don't want to be seen with anyone that isn't Blacker than youWe get it, we got itThe blacker the berry, the sweeter the juiceWe get that you like to put gin in your juiceWe get that you think that you Bishop in JuiceWhen you put your hands on your girl, is it self-defense 'cause she bigger than you?Your back is up against the curb, you diggin' for dirt, should be diggin' for proofWhy did you move to New York? Is it 'cause you livin' that bachelor life?Proposed in 2015, but don't wanna make her your actual wifeI'm guessin' this wedding ain't happenin', right?'Cause we know the girls that you actually likeYour darkest secrets are comin' to lightIt's all on your face like what happened to MikeOh shit, it's all makin' sense, maybe I'm Prince and you actually MikeMichael was prayin' his features would change so people believe that he's actually whiteTop would make you do features for change, get on pop records and rap for the whitesAnd wait, you say your brother Jermaine, but you wanted him to stay out of the lightOh shit, just follow me, right? 'Cause nothin' you sayin' could bother me, right?I get off the plane and nothing has changed, I head to Delilah with all of my iceHead to Delilah with all of my ice, head to Delilah with all of my iceThis shit gotta be over by now for anyone out here that's calling it, right?You're deadYou're dead, you're deadThere's nowhere to hide, there's nowhere to hide, you know what I meanThey hired a crisis management team to clean up the fact that you beat on your queenThe picture you painted ain't what it seem, you're dead
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