(God damn)
This what you lot wanted, innit? (God damn, oh shit)
Yo, yo, yo
(Hahaha)
Mason
Look
You better stop cah this shit's gettin' hot, akh (Yeah)
When they got into my phone, I was gobsmacked (Rrrr)
I don't care if it's on disappear, don't send me anything that's bait on WhatsApp (Nah)
What you sayin', you want a new 17? (17)
I got hitters that's pickin' up contracts (Brr, brr)
I'ma pay as you go if you take his s*** when you and them come into contact
You only hear, "Get back comes with time" from guys that ain't got back (Nerds)
We all know that's a shit excuse for the pussio yutes that's avoidin' combat (Pussy)
Yes, I was dealin' with Brandy, no, it's not Ray J's sister or Cognac
Banton TT, smash it and dot that
I used to lock, chop, then shot crack (Dooh)
They only got poles on Insta (Bap), I'll murk everyone in that sprinter (Bap)
The XD got a clutch on the back, I'll bring out the spring in winter (Bu-bu)
Them mans guns are fake, that's facts, they're made from a 3D Printer (Nerd)
Your king does nothin' but cap, he's lyin', and that's why I call him Simba
I'm imaginin' Madeline missin' again, this MC can make that happen (God)
They ain't ever turned shit to a ghost (No one)
They only up that score when they're snappin' (Pussy)
You can stand in front of the camera cappin' and get an headshot from the Canon (Bu-bu)
You little bloodclot
I know where you are, I ain't using Flo when I'm tracking
You won't get in that car, why you lying for?
All my guys do drills they don't like to talk (They don't)
I had jakes on my back had to fly abroad (Bap)
All that ragebait shit tryna strike a cord (Bap)
I had Babyface Ray in the UK, showed him the switch, said we don't really fight with swords (Bap)
And I don't like what them man said to Ross, say the same for your artist playing cos' (Yeah)
Gonna slide all night if I take a loss, you won't leave that block 'til I tape it off (Bap, bap, bap)
I'ma walk with the lord till the line gets crossed, I'ma
(I'ma, I'ma, I'ma)
Take the back plate off put a switch on the Glock, I'ma
(I'ma, I'ma, I'ma)
Step outside with the glee, I'm tapped
How they still making tracks about doing drills they're not talking facts
Don't compare me to guys that cap (Don't do that shit)
My YN's play Lil Jeff, but I ain't impressed 'cause they ain't got hats
I told them go and change them stats (Go-go-go)
Double-wrap crack, double tap straps
Shotgun Shane or Double Tap Dappz (Bap, bap)
I slept in traps and hustled in flats, g-g-got four years, I was landing packs
Don't compare me to them, we ain't nothin' alike
The opps said that they took my eye, they lied, that shit was a random guy (Stop lying)
They all was gassed when they did that, had to sit back and let them talk some more (Why?)
The get back was rapid ('Cause he got touched and got 40 more)
Fool me once, and that's shame on you, fool me twice and that's shame on me
But I ain't dunce, I ain't letting you fool me once, that's why I got so much beef
In West us man got ham, don't play with the gang, go ask– (Go ask, go ask)
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