Just rhymes

Ha Ha Ha WNB Shit This like some dust off type shit Aye, All that dissing in his songs, said it's just rhymes Send a n- bitch back with a broke spine Heard he got popped once but he doing fine Next time we gon see if he can take nine Next time we aiming up, we gon hit his mind 12 ask me what I saw, I just act blind Heard they fucking with a rat can't say I'm surprised Aye what Zay put in this wood got me so fried Too high, I'm with Roscoe and we too fly Aye never answer bitches asking"who? Why? I'm with Zay, we spot em walking and we flew by I ain't even watch the news but I knew who died Aye, CA hit them hoes and they down to link Aye, please don't play with Mio n- he a tweak Aye, let her hit the wood but never sip my drink Ask that bitch she tryna pop? she ain't even think Aye, why he talking money like he bring it in Heard he died on a mission he can't spin again N- said that he gon kill me I'm like"n- when" That's yo bitch, she be begging"Beda, leave it it" Baby threats on my phone, it mean none to me Heard he said he got them killers, I just disagree Heard he died about a bitch man I'm fucking sleep Ask her what she tryna be, she said WNB All that dissing in his songs, said it's just rhymes Send a n- bitch back with a broke spine Heard he got popped once but he doing fine Next time we gon see if he can take nine Next time we aiming up, we gon hit his mind 12 ask me what I saw, I just act blind Heard they fucking with a rat can't say I'm surprised Aye what Zay put in this wood got me so fried Aye, if I die alone I hope I'm high as hell Know a bitch who hate me geeked, she can always tell If you knew what's on me right now, you would think I sell Smoking dope, loud as f*ck bitch I'm smoking yell Aye, bitch I'm watching Manilow get whipped up Leave yo bitch around the team and that bitch fucked It's gon cost me 20 years if I slip up I can never be your homie, he got zipped up Ain't no mob ties, n- f*ck that gang shit He was screaming out"gang" and that shit quit Probably cause I heard his mans got his shit split Go figure, n- gang still ain't did shit (AHH HA) Aye, all this shit I'm sipping got me head-sprung Got my Brodie in the back screaming"Red-rum" All them guns that he posting, he ain't dead none If we say we want him gone, it's gon get done All that dissing in his songs, said it's"just rhymes" Send a n- bitch back with a broke spine Heard he got popped once but he doing fine Next time we gon see if he can take nine Next time we aiming up, we gon hit his mind 12 ask me what I saw, I just act blind Heard they fucking with a rat can't say I'm surprised Aye what Zay put in this wood got me so fried