Omelly - Back To Back (Freestyle) (AR-AB Diss) lyrics

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Omelly - Back To Back (Freestyle) (AR-AB Diss) lyrics

[Intro] I can't go at Meek n***a that's my hommie he never did nothing to me He always looked out for me He put me on songs my buzz went through the roof I'mma go at this guy Why should I jump out the window and go at Meek Mill He a real n***a got some real n***as around him [Verse] See you pussies throwing shots at the team I'm not having it First OBH tee I see I'm straight tagging it I ain't with the back and forth, rapping or this dissing sh** You was just on my dick parking lot taking pics You never was no top goon been a fraud been a b**h I know you remember that night I saved your life You was scrambling at the club you ain't have no pipe, I had two on me I thought you was tough you ain't know what to do homie He think he an animal 'til the zoo on him f** 'em we at 'em I got the hittas with me daily and they clutching the ladder You n***as frauding to the world it's only making me madder Pop up at your next show Do this sh** like d**h row n***a keep on rapping about it I wish he let that tec go This that Osama Twin Llama right at your neck flow By the time he take the gun off safety I'm gon' back him Dark road trying to run I'm gon' chase him Hit him in the leg with shots that'll waste him I'm not trying to hear this top goon of Philly sh** I rep South Philly where we let them millis rip The man paid me for a verse and he ain't get it yet That's gangsta n***a that's gangsta Y'all doing all that dick riding y'all ain't get a check All y'all wa*kstas none of you n***as gangstas You little fat b**h I ain't even want to f** none of your b**hes You lucky n***a you little nasty you You can see everything you ate on your shirt today f** out of here aye [?] no you didn't you fat teletubbie a** n***a I get to lacking on them s**ers then I'm jumping in my Benzo Hop out walk 'em down [?] from my window If I was at cash crib you be jumping out the window Empty the stock spin the block give you ten more We with the dumb sh** we really with the dumb sh** We with the dumb sh** we really with the dumb sh** We with the dumb sh** we really with the dumb sh** Talking all that ratchet in your raps get a drum clip These n***as talking recken it get me excited These n***as talking reckless tryna get us indicted I'm floating off that water, I'm rolling with pirates I don't play about my blood you try us you dying And we in the city you can meet me let's get busy Y'all some bum a** n***as it come to paper we get plenty sh** on n***as make 'em sad and call Drizzy You n***as ain't got power you can't call 50