Chorus:
I thought I told yall n***as not to f** with a n***a
I thought yall motherf**as had enough of a n***a
But im out here grinding
Shining, Flexing
Everytime I hear a weak a** rapper, I wanna k** em all, n***a where's my f**ing weapon
Verse:
Oooo, yall got a n***a mad now
Stupid a** n***as, wanna wear a night gown
Skinny little n***a, 139 pounds
k**ing all you n***as, man im shooting hella rounds
n***as still rap, about the same sh**
Gave em five years, rap about the same sh**
Its my turn, n***a you had your turn
Had to lay low, I had to learn
About these Industry rappers
Half of them rappers ain't trappers
Over 9,000 that's packing that heat
Come up in my territory, you can't defeat
Come up in my territory, you can't defeat
Tired of these motherf**as claiming they raw
Then they in my face, n***a get off my balls
f*ggot
Maggot
Its Tragic, that's these motherf**as still wanna give me a call
Man I lie alot, man we all do
And if you say you don't, you's a liar dude
Man a n***a stay wild, like he from the zoo
One day buddy imma drive a Bentley coupe
Come back to Collinsville, hey remember me
The n***a you hated, the n***a you wanted to be
You looking so clueless, bet you don't know
But I see yo a**, like at all of my shows
How you f** n***as doing today
I heard this beat, b**h i had to say
That a n***a happy where his life at
Punking all you n***as, fight back
Taking all your shine, you don't like that
See some big titties, imma bite that
You getting mad, cause she won't Skype back
n***a quit being a little b**h
You a snitch
You need to get a stitch
You and your clique
Man yall stupid n***as need to get to f**ing stepping
Heard your last song, should of kept it
Songs hot, yours melted
Hard ba**, I felt it
Hard ba**, I felt it
f** Collinsville, and the n***as that rep it, harsh
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[Bewares Verse]
Aw sh** he's back at it
Sniffing paint in the back alley
With crack addicts
With a couple of his n***as, hitting u Rallys
Getting Tired of the bullsh**, I need to start taking my medication
Cause I feel like im levitating
f** a rap god, I'm a rap Satan
There's no need to wrap my presents
Cause I know they're going to come with a couple of question
That I'm not going to answer a minute later
But hey can you do me a big favor
Can you build something so f**ing big, that I'll blow up in the sky
And gather up all the people and make em' how they'll die
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