FUCK DA INDUSTRY

Ayy, we cookin' with Twista Ruff Go, go, go, go, go Got Taeski in this bitch, boy Q on this bitch, got G, baby Go, go, go, go, go You can't f*ck with us, you a middle man Lil' pussy, you in the middle Got two white hoes right beside me Feel like Malcom in the middle Told my lil' bitch, get up off me I can't even be sentimental I get cranky off the beans and I get mental with my pistol She say I'm toxic, I can't help it I was born up in November, hit a nigga with four shells You think my name was Master Splinter Hell yeah, that hoe gon' fall in love with me Put dick up in her kidney Hell yeah, they know I'm young and turnt, bitch I put codeine in my sizzle I sip so much lean that I might pass out Yeah, foe nem, ain't got no brain, yeah He might lash out I'm an alien, crash landed, that's why I might crash out We might find out where you stay Pull up at your stash house Wipe your smile, feel like smirk You can call a nigga dirk Ima hit em were it hurts, I be itchin' off these percs We might get up on your ass You might end up onna shirt If you think I do you bad, watch my niggas do you worse Yeah, my niggas do you bad But I might f*ck around and do you worse Uh, boot up off this X, I don't be fuckin' with them percs That boy diss me in his raps How you die about a verse And I'm taxin' for these features I put crack inside my verse We got crack inside our verses This that shit that make em itch If I took it to the 80s and sold that shit, then I'd be rich NPC up in the system, I be movin' like I'm a glitch Doggy nigga, I get the bone and then get paid Just like I'm Mitch, bitch Think that hoe a dog, she want my bone, I told her fetch Got off white around my waist and I got LV on my hat Ain't rappin' for the fame, lil' bitch, I'm rappin' for that check You play with Sko, I'll f*ck around and flip you on your neck Can't wait till I get rich, a nigga die for my respect Can't wait to crash them foreigners, skirt it off inside a vet These rappers, they so boring, me and my niggas, we up next The industry, they scared to let us in, cause we on necks Go F*ck the industry, we up next, bitch Yeah, we gettin' checks, bitch I be up, up on my Nike, watch the way I check shit Niggas talkin' reckless, watch the way I wreck it feel like, ralph Not talkin' bout Simmons, but my niggas been on ten like Tennyson Don't give no f*ck, we pop out on your block, we killin' innocence Go on the spree and I'll lash out, know I'm a killer in a sense aye Go, go, go