Burna Music - Blue Print lyrics

(Cuddy Mac Intro) "You b**h n***a gone feel the wrath this summer, bro I swear to God you hoe a** n***as, speaking on my name, feel the motha f**ing wrath, cuz im tearing sh** down with this drum (taaaalaaaaaaaaa) that's all you gone hear (taaaaaaalaaaaaaaaaa'ttttt)" [Verse 1: D-Twist] All these Kansas City artist low key be dissing, how the f** is it my fault you don't get a pension, Lil n***a talked to Crooked I, at the After Shock in Shawnee Mission, he said you and lima don't make it fair for the competition, n***a's don't understand why we stay bumping that Texas music, alot of them suppose each other we too busy beefin' to start a movement, Hella glad J.L. just inked the deal with Strange Music, Gotta whole bunch of local mother f**ka thinking they can really do it, So now I'll let motha f** my opposition f** yo local 5 if I ain't mentioned, yeah I know kind of contradicting everything I spit at the beginning my mind be racing like a mile a min, premeditated murder like abortion clinics, roll the dice then I take my winnings, Yall taking chains, and I'm taking women (Ugh) "Stay trill cash checks, if a n***a hate he get euro-stepped, wake up, I'm Blessed no d**h wish ignorance is bliss, D sh** add a Twist separate the D cuz it's in ya b**h, before she leave I make her s** a dick, and when she pull she give you a kiss" Clean on the scene, mean on mug with a infrared beam, stuntin' on you motha f**ka this is not a dream, pistol packing animal with impeccable aim, b**h I got barzzz motha f** fake fame, motha f** lames, I'm pure c**aine, real hip hop is the set I claim, ask around the city bet they know my name BARZZZ [Hook] I don't owe sh** to you hoes x3 I'll put a clip through you hoes (2x) [J.Spann] b**h you ain't got a movement, we don't for yall 2 cent, n***a I got the Blue print p**y n***a yeah i do this (x2) [Verse 2: Snug Brim] Yall n***as keep playing, I'm the man in this rap sh**, (aye) Smoking heavy talking cat piss (aye) Couple band on my mattress (aye) Even if you started running couldn't catch this mind over matter i'm about that cash, say you faking on the cool doe, both me and you know that's not gone last, better get it while you can all the fake is forbidden and I'm here to tell the truth, most of these n***a they lie and I can look in they eyes the fantasize and try to hide behind the booth, so i pull cards on'em keep it 1 thou, man I go hard on'em, and I don't really give a f** if you like it or not, hit the block (??drop stats on'em??), Really on the low doe, and you standing still like a photo, you already know this Kansas city and I should be the face of the promo, stop it with the games, do away with the f**ery, you can bring ya whole damn click and I bet that they still couldn't f** with me, made in this sh**, f**ing with my n***a D-Twist, you don't really want it motha f**a turn ya head cuz you ain't seen sh**, name on fire, weed is too, rep this section mane, and I kept the game on cruel n***a [Hook] I don't owe sh** to you hoes x3 I'll put a clip through you hoes (2x) [J.Spann] b**h you ain't got a movement, we don't for yall 2 cent, n***a I got the Blue print p**y n***a yeah i do this (x2) (Cuddy Mac Outtro) ????????? Give me that green light green light if you say so