Rise

I woke up, I just caught that n***a leg and got his collars up Say that you gon' get that young Kanava, you a fuckin' ho Smokin' on that shunk, can't feel my face, I'm startin' to sweat Got that cock inside my neck, better watch your bitch, bitch, I'll f*ck you I keep a cup because I'm takin' all these sultans F*ck my momma and them niggas, I keep a dirty pussy Yeah, drip a mask like Michael Myers, I'll bust him in Damn, how they shit up under my goose and they diss you up with legs Murder murder on the street, f*ck JP, that bitch ain't weak Slide off the set, man, f*ck your bitch, I'll sell some shots out at him I see your daddy dead, I'ma ride him off that truck, I thank you, shit You like my daddy, I be switchin' sides, so bitch, you better be ready I ain't waitin' for niggas, let the f*ck get chopped up by my bitch, bitch Let go of your son, that bitch really not, I really care, shit Yeah, get the boss a house, they know how I really play, shit Yeah, the niggas that hit him mad as f*ck, I had his damn shit Yo, how's the space, he ask me what's the word I don't know my lip, bro, I'm tryin' to split that pussy, nigga, on that K While they walkin' on the ground, that nigga dead, that's what I heard That shot from my other head, that pussy, bitch, need to go to church Make some of these bitches mine, they all some hoes Might tell that ho, get out with me, bitch Hit your mind, by the end of the day, I bet you made it One pussy and they play football in my mind, bitch, I get you Put that bitch on channel six and leave him dead, bitch, put him in a hell Real great, that's my band, bitch, you know that's who I run with I say Charlemagne and Devin, I be thankin', could've watched out of the six, shit I'm walkin' up in slime, barely with the goalie, how about gettin' it F*ck that nigga, just catch his end, bitch, you can't see a thing Rollin', rollin', yo, Kanova crazy I be on acres, shit on acres, different language on my name I pop your mammy's breast, throw a break Remind that bitch that yo, Kanova ain't with this shit Now I find out where he stay, don't say my name I keep a cover, cause I'm takin' all his salt money For my mammy and the mics, I keep a dirty pussy, yeah Keep a man like Michael Myers, I bust some niggas dead How they shit up on the mic, who sent that diss, you up with it Oh, it's the rise of young Kanova YBG don't make me spit these pussy niggas I'm screamin' Red Rum, that bitch When I spit that bitch without no feelings, drop your music I'm gon' get them pussy niggas, my bitches Hello, hello, hello I'm gon' get them pussy niggas, my bitches I'm bangin' red, I won't see blood inside the street These niggas trip, make fun, let's go Cause when they drink, I got that bitch right in my vision Damn, I'm on it with the slime, huh Damn, I'm on it with the slime, my nigga, let's go Damn, I'm on it with the slime Pow, pow, damn, I'm on it with the slime Cross that line, I bet I blow that fuckin' line, I'm on my mind Huh, damn, I'm on it with the slime Huh, damn, I'm on it with the slime, my nigga Huh, damn, I'm on it with the slime Huh, damn, I'm on it with the