14 DISSING (feat. Lil Beatzy)

Yeah, we just gon' rock him out Catch him at the store, we grab the pole, we just gon' walk him down All my opps is dead to me, shh, why you talkin' now I think I got fed to this shit, like, bitch, I'm talkin' now I just hit up beatzy on this beat, we just gon' pop it out Come in through your back door with this stick, you better lock it now I just hit her back throat with this dick, she just gon' cop it out I got me a demon in my heart and I can't let it out Shots go off, like, bitch, why you cough? Throw it back, hit the pause She suck my dick she got no jaws Ahhh bitch, I ain't Santa Claus I'ma really come back with this baby Glock and make you fall Bitch, always fuckin' dodgin' laws Come back with this fuckin' chopper, leave him leapin' like a frog I ain't got time to talk, when I leave, I hit him all Bet this 5-5-6 gon' hit his feet and fuckin' take it all Cut his knees off, make him crawl, bitch, I forgot my switch Told Big O to turn the f*ck around, this shit gon' get lit I grab my stick, these bullets fuckin' hit his shit Drowned him in the dishwater, told him, make a wish Ah, PJ runnin like a bitch now I got me a Uzi and a drac, this shit make big sounds Ah, bitch, I told her, get down Take him out the water like a fish, nah, he can't breathe now L-L-T-H, what, I'm reppin' now, I'm just gon' stand on it Fully mack up in the bag, I dare him, put his hands on me Boom his head just like a trebone, I'm in the band, homie Stupid bitch don't got no ringtone, she got a FansOnly Ah, 762 on his face I told DD, grab the knife, I'm tryna run my fade With Billy, stupid bitch, he actin' silly He fuckin' ran off with my weed Put that hunnid in his teeth, 200 shots up in his feet Ha, bitch, get on your knees And I told him, was it worth it 20 shots, I'm finna twerk it 50 shots, don't call the cop, I grab my Glock, I'm finna throw it Ha, like, bitch, I'm really dangerous' with it Look into my eyes, what you see? Like this pain and shit Ah, took advantage of this lil' nigga, now he lane switchin Lived up in my house for two months, now I'ma blow your brains in it Bitch, like, how you gonna fuckin' change quick I'ma cut your fuckin' throat off, then you ain't gon' say shit Ah, keep on goin', Beatzy I'm just speakin' on this lil' nigga I'ma fuckin' catch him out in public, then I pull the trigger I hit up DDEE once again We gon' post up at his mama house and spin the block with F and N's Shoot your baby in the pin, rate the killin' one to ten Mix the fuckin' Molly with the lean, I feel it kickin' in Bitch, they call me Beatzy for a reason Every opp he catch outside, he box 'em in just like some pizza Lil' Ceaser, we be fuckin' on your nieces One's name is Jesse and the other look like Felicia I f*ck that bitch right in the Kia Turn her ass around, I bang her bone and set her feet up