Skooly - Hit Em Up (Rich Homie Quan diss) lyrics

[Verse:] First off f** your homies and the clique you claim Real west side n***a, come equipped with game You claim you f** with Caleb but he f**ed your wife We bust on Rich Homies n***as duck for life Ya'll ducks for life, ya'll gone duck for life Can't believe ya'll n***as had the guts to try But, uhh, no apologies, I beat the beat up like Apollo Creed Uh I don't need none of that sh** Huh, none of you n***as with none of that sh** n***a play with me then we comin' back quick Pull up, top seater, chopper, people come quick Poppa got a barbershop on bank-head What the f** a p**y n***a thinkin'? Boy you must really think I'm green now Your momma still stay over there by greenbriar Yeah, Draeden want the beef but I guess you dead Boy you know they comin' for that sh** you said f**in' with a youngin' with a fam full of takers Now you bout to feel the wrath of your maker n***a I hit 'em up A lot of shooters though Everybody got they time on the feature though I'm the future without Future flow Uh, Shoutout to Future though, you been stealin' that And they shootin' about Skooly So please don't make me put them bars on your medulla though On the hill where ain't nothing but fam be hangin' Naan n***a in my family bangin' Ain't no splittin' that And he say he had his boys out to get me Shout out my n***a Sid he from the 60's, n***a, we hit 'em up In campanella park with the 'ru's I think they got my squad them confused, n***a, we hit 'em up Yeah, real blacc Jon gotti sh** n***a It's straight like the homie b**h a** Real westisde n***a It was a rich kidz before it was a rich homie n***a How that sound? How y'all let that sh** go? How y'all let that sh** through the media n***a? f** outta here! Real n***as do real things and real n***as gone see where I'm coming from and they gone know whats real I know that's real