Mr. DUI - Heavy lyrics

[Verse 1: Mr. DUI] My bars are heavier than a F-350 Lyrics are sharp on point somewhat like a machete My dude I'm armed and ready Yeah b**h, calm but Deadly Like Norman Bates Motelly Just hit me on the Celly you wanna ride with me Beware when you sit beside a beast Who hyped as me, no nobody Lyrical lottery, when they copy me Is like them n***as robbing me You got bars for days, I got bars for years You ain't hard as me, no matter what I hear To me soft and gay, it's why I called you queer You feeling more than fear when you feel my presence You in a state of depression Today you learning a lesson For even attempting of testing a Chico Told you not to be messing around with my people But you don't listen, that's why I'm shoving my fist in the lips n***a what?? Get bigger, f**ing b**h n***a They told me your lyrics are sick but not quite like this n***a I'm beyond sick, words lounge quick You f**ing round with the wrong click DUI my n***a that's what you call this [Verse 2: Mr. DUI] They be like "Chico, I'm a gangsta, I'ma thug, I'm goon" Til' they hear the wolves howl at the moon Bust a liar up in the afternoon, I swear to God you're not ready for my Platoon E-Murder, Knightmare we're brilliant homie, you better wear your eye-wear We can get it on, we ain't scared to fight fare they be like "Right here" We like be like "Right where?" They talk a lot They bark a lot, they carry guns but never draw the Glock They start sh**, but then they call the cops I told ya mang, them n***as Soft as Fok Is like you give 'em a mic and they grow balls Alone in the dark, and they so lost So shook, is like they on pause Make a sudden move, and I'll off your lights When in my presence, dude's mortified They suicide like they're bored of life Holding a mic, as if I'm thor That's right, I ain't fronting on y'all n***a rugged raw, right in front of the mall Straight f**ing a Brod like at 1 in the morn Yeah, I'm loving it dawg