[Intro]
It's WillThaRapper n***a
It's WillThaRapper n***a
It's WillThaRapper n***a
Skwa skwa...
Say look
[Verse 1]
Pull up on a n***a block
Brace him and his f**ing man
n***as wanna diss but b**h
I don't under f**ing stand
Blow it at his teeth
In the street's where he f**ing land
n***a supper fiddy
f** a friend and I don't f** with fam
[Verse 2]
Fans pull up, get to flocking
I'm like no k**, I don't see this sh** stopping
My n***as mobbing, if it's a problem
You a goon, you green as a goblin
n***as be purpin' while I be lurkin'
They wanna tweet, I'm tryna creep
They droppin' diss, I'm loading them clips
They talk all that sh** but act like a b**h
[Verse 3]
Oh, he wanna diss, them n***as be skinny mo'
I'm the realest young n***a
That's some'n my city know
We spray that whole block if we saw him
The last thing we shoot is a muhf**in' video
That b**h told me she love me, it's silly yo
I'm like really hoe? With yo wildin' a**
You will snitch on a b**h with yo tellin' a**
Oh you still with the G witcho' felon a**
[Verse 4]
Sto selling gra**, like f** this
I'm a rap, rob or bust licks
Now I smoke dope and f** chicks
Can't f** with n***as on f** sh**
And my n***as be on anything
And anybody that come with
They wanna smoke, they can come get
They don't jump ship, they sunk ship
On my mother, these n***as ain't f**ing with me
In this game, got they a** on a bench
n***as can't see me like I'm behind tent
Man f** a b**h and I don't need a friend
I just need some a**, I just need some cash
You got my money then I'm on yo a**
You got my cash, I grab my mask
I get my glick and head for yo stash
[Verse 5]
n***as be lunchin' n***as be purpin'
n***as be faking I bet they won't make it
Out in these streets, I mean it no fakin'
When they count the money I get ‘em to take it
When they come with rules
I don't get it I break it
When they come with foreign's
I get it and race it
When they come with gas
I get her to smoke it
He don't like my music, but still he gon' ‘cord it
[Verse 6]
Gotta keep focused, n***as want me on my back
n***as be hatin' so thanks
I got a Mac, I aim that sh** at yo back
And it put yo chest in the gra**
Swear that be fast
n***as can't like me or race
n***as know I'm in first place
n***as be fake
n***as be hatin' like b**hes
And they on the new snitchin'
They be first 48, I got 50 clips
You would get the first 48 and I know he ain't
He talkin' all tough but I know he fake
He said he gon' blow but I know he ain't
His b**h on my dick, am I f**ed
See my wrist and say who turn the lights up
See my neck and say who turn the lights on
She like, you ain't froze with that ice on
[Verse 7]
I tell b**h I'm hotter in the streets
And they want my spot on the streets
And they goin' hard in they tweets
Cause they could get shot in the streets
They know who I got in the streets
And I know they not with the beef
And that's why they just wanna tweet
I see him in public and me, I don't speak
I just put the piece on his teeth