Rarri

Back on my bullshit Queens Big Queens shit yeah Yeah uh Uh Money cash hoes clothes Tour full of sold out shows Clutch my gun before I sell my soul Ate good up top but it was way too cold You can get killed for the hate you show Hit em up Tupac if he gets too close Get kidnapped for the shit you know Get a head tap for the shit you wrote Uh Back on my bullshit Had to spin back with a full clip Loaded up I swear them niggas be foolish Pump fake and never do shit F*ck all that cool shit If it's up then it's stuck We don't really give a f*ck Swiss cheese a nigga's truck If he's breathing its luck Triggers squeeze and they bust If I miss with the right He'll get hit with the left These new bullets I got Will go straight through a vest I want all that you've got I won't settle for less You should know not to flirt with the angel of death Been cooking some shit like the lady in Menace Don't f*ck with these niggas don't f*ck with these bitches I go way harder than most of these artists And I just be chilling I'm still independent Might break a record while making these records Im sipping a Guinness my name in the Guinness Laugh in your face if you get in your feelings And watch what you say cause them niggas be drilling If he drop's a diss Niggas tossing the disk He'll get left in the trunk I get angry as Krillin Get wrapped in a cape And get bent out of shape If you come out your face To a motherfucking Villan You know where I'm from I don't even gotta say it Radio don't gotta play it It still will go dumb Tell my mother that I made it I set a price they better pay it I need it upfront They want a cut off the back end They want a piece of the action Lil shorty was driving the boat Now she wanna f*ck with a captain Money cash hoes clothes Tour full of sold out shows Clutch my gun before I sell my soul Ate good up top but it was way too cold You can get killed for the hate you show Hit em up Tupac if he gets too close Get kidnapped for the shit you know Get a head tap for the shit you wrote Uh Back on my bullshit Had to spin back with a full clip Loaded up I swear these niggas be foolish Pump fake and never do shit F*ck all that cool shit If it's up then it's stuck We don't really give a f*ck Swiss cheese a nigga's truck If he's breathing its luck Triggers squeeze and they bust If I miss with the right He'll get hit with the left These new bullets I got Will go straight through a vest I want all that you've got I won't settle for less You should know not to flirt with the angel of death Been cooking some shit like the lady in Menace Don't f*ck with these niggas don't f*ck with these bitches I go way harder than most of these artists And I just be chilling I'm still independent