Blaqueout 2

Yeah, yeah, aye Tiptoeing around my name like you don't know my name Reaching for attention get you a niggas little shoulder sprained Look at you, thought you Major Payne, now you Novocaine Sending subs blew up in your face, you OceanGate That shorty you posting was popping out in them older days Of course you had to cuff it, you been stuck in them older days Cause you ain't get to crack inside the city like cro & Jayy You always had a thing for our throwaways Yeah, yeah, you are a weasel, cart wheezin Couldn't stand on your own two, you art easel Them idiots you round got you thinking they smart people Could never do Blaqueout again That shit would be dark sequels And comments filled with people saying I'm cooking you Look at you, mad at your fans for telling the truth Thought I was selling them you, really you gave them to me for free Like Ellen, it's cool All of that jealousy you was holding was showing your mood Yeah, consensus said I was colder than you All them hoes that you was bugging came to Kazz and got folded in two And as much as you tried, they ain't pass over you And me and Jayden still got business to settle, it's true But me and him did numbers you and me never could do Cause I still bring the city with me, it's never with you You wasn't building, level up, I been leveling you So go ahead and smoke your mid and f*ck that bitch you linked with Cause she got scammed, you chump ass bitch Tell'em about that time we made you leave Cause you was drunk grabbing bitches on some Trump ass shit You fucking creep ass, weirdo ass, dork ass Let me have some of your bitches ass, repost me so she see me ass Fucking, forever stuck at Tuesday blend headass, let me chill, that's too much