There's over twenty-five views and only that Bar bitch posted
This is supposed to be a single slaugher but Ima leave u both dead
U were better tryna to hang with them Al-Queida guys
Cuz u battling me is like fuckin commitin' suicide
U better "duck" like ur "Daffy"
Or take a ride in the back seat of my Caddy
Cuz this shit is do or die, the difference from u and i
Ur paper's short face it, I could lay down hundreds from here to Las Vegas
Ur a fool if u didn't think I wouldn't air my skill
It's like u got a weave, cuz the shit u say is not real
Ur the type to squeal if ur in front of the judge
Be on the stand shaking his hand and be like "that is who it was"
Stretch before u hit the weights young man u might hurt urself
Cuz my waist is always strapped like a garter belt
I'll crack ur vertabre, leave u in the worstest way
And leave u in 24 hour care from a nurse's aid
U tryin to beat me? U need more then a diss dude
No glock, no knives, better order some missles
Cuz ur beefin' with the best and yea this shit is official
But that wont mean shit once the coroner gets u
And I'm still a young pimp, the hoes say my grin turn 'em on
Thats y i got 'em suckin my dick from the night until the turn of the morn'
And I don't wanna push the "6" I put a lot in the "5"
And my jeep looks like a helicopter inside
What u want from me? I'm 18 sittin' on Trump money
Ur bank account my lil brothers lunch money
I read some of ur posts, ur prolly like "hell no"
Cuz my verse has ur "Hands Up" like u were Lloyd Bank or Yayo
I could spit lines til my belly ache
My rhyme schemes make fellas wait
When I battle it's like a crime scene, but ima take off that yellow tape
Boo-yah now check it!! Good lluck
