5onnit

Tell lil bro to stop the dissin', I'm tryna switchin' with this new glizzy And I got fifty shots for any nigga who play bet, he gon' feel it It's three a.m., this Glock up on my lap, I might turn to a villain My mama asked me how I cope, I told her, ask me about some killings Hell nah, I just be playin', ever since that day, she looked at me like she won't speak again I call up C4 or S5, they gon' bring my new favorite gen You better not show no set-up signs, cause you know I'll kill my own kin And that's on God, I got five for any nigga who wanna play Lil' bro tweakin', went up on a lick, his dumb ass left a stain I call, my shooter 23, cause he gon' shoot it like he Dame I call, my right hand lil bronny', cause he gon' shoot it like he James Get down, you hear them switches, pop up out the cut He dissin' on lil nut , I gotta get him Lil' bro had called me out, my name inside that school, I had to hit him Mama put me up in therapy, she said my son is wicked You know I got a goofy pride, pull up to the party, and say whats jiggin Yeah, i gotta Glock with a switch on the back Gen 4 on God dat bitch trippin But I can merch right hand to God you speak On Nas yo ass goin be missin I know a nigga was talkin' bad, but he got Smacked for all that dissin So how he die? And he aint gon' mention It, in songs, just know that this brother is not alive Remember that time we was downtown, Atlanta caught boy down bad boy' that's on 5 I know that nigga we dissin' on Twitter, I think he gay, boy, show your pride And all that bright shit, your motherfucka ran off and killed that boy like Bryce He got smacked, don't mean no diss, can't wait To catch up with what's his name This Drac gon' blow him a kiss, I knowin that, She want me back But I don't want that bitch, I'm like the quarterback They call a play on God, I sent that blitz, oh, Shit I swear to God, I sent that blitz, yeah, he talkin' like he hard I bet i Smack across his shit, and he keep dissin' on my name I think its time to meet, this switch, you would've thought my drac is gay How that bitch gave him a kiss, oh, yeah, yeah I'm sayin' cool, stay out of the way Yeah, we just hit a lick, I just buck me for a new Drake Yeah, you know she throwin' ass, she throwin' fast, she got some cake She gettin' a little ahead of herself, I think it's time for me to back, oh, yeah, yeah Hold on, stop the car hop out on feet While lil buddy's tried' to run, he trippin', felt it, he got beat When I hop up out my body, you know I'm fast, up on my feet Come through his one-way, light it up, you know I had to, use my gliz Ayy, yeah, I don't got it, heard that pussy boy keep talkin' on my name Must wanna be like yo lil homie Send him up, just like a plane Can't believe I fucked with that, that hoe, A Scram that hoe, a lame You keep talkin' like you like that, pussy boy, you don't got no stains, and that's on God Walk him down with ARP, feel like KP in that bitch Yeah, the scope came with a beam, tammat Ptso Bitch, your clothes come from Shein, ha-ha, nigga thought it was a joke Walk him down, turn his ass to a meme, and that's on Soul Everybody get down, he tried to buck, we made the ass sit down They're tryin' to meet that f*ck nigga bitch now Nigga, who lame, we the ones lit now Got a little switch, man, it go fli flow Look like Post Malone, block shit, this shit Until it click out, that's on God I got five for any nigga who want static Stay up in the A, I swear to God, this shit get tragic Why you braggin' about that bitch What the f*ck, her ass is plastic Pushin' niggas out the way Since they think they fuckin' traffic, Oh, yeah, yeah Got a Glock, bet I won't miss Can't wait to catch up with wassaname And that Drac gon' blow him a kiss And he keep dissin' on my name, I think it's time to meet this switch And why she keep on talkin' out her neck lil' bitch just suck this dick Oh, yeah, yeah