[Round 1: HITMAN HOLLA]
They said I wasn’t gon show up, that’s what the real talk was about
Well I showed up with Showwoutt and you know he show out, i have him beatcha till ya blood fly all in the crowd all of the crowd
My city a real life jungle, I ain’t ever shook at night
I seen them Raptors up close before they booked my flight
What you 85 pounds? Ha ha ha … I mean you look that light
I could drop you off a jab, so imagine if I hook that right
I got killers running back in the field, no Forte
Respected everywhere from St. Louis to Norway
Slam yo ass right on stage, make the floor shake
Ain’t nobody leaving, Show, cover the doorway
Nina, ménage a trios, fuck what his whore say
The deuce deuce give em a kiss, that’s foreplay (4 play)
I match that Glock with a Fif, that’s how I throwaway
I snap and toss Shotty out that window like a throwaway
Y’all gon fuck around and get this sweet boy shot
You cross this line I shoot the tre, no 3 point shot
Double meaning, you cross the line there’s no 3 point shot
But when I say I shoot the tre-
[Crowd member comes on stage and shouts]
Who’s supposed to be the champ up north? Pat Stay?
Man look ... I’ll lyrically smack Stay
Switch moves, turn around, smack Stay
Chop em up, they find his body where Smack stay
No joking I’ll really get at Stay
Like “Man what the fuck you smoking? Crack, Stay?”
My nickname Freddy with this Kruger I clutch
My baby momma left me, she said I sleep with the Ruger too much
And you know that bitch loaded, this Ruger from Lux
A Smith & Wes’ and a Taurus, this a Ruger Deluxe
This battle mean nothing my nigga, I’m a fuckin vet
So take this personal, you’re just a fuckin check
Drake let me get something straight, I’m up-fucking-set
Y’all through me in a dunk contest with a nigga who can’t touch the net?
I was at the airport with just 30 shots, that just mean more can get it
I’m a king so they ain’t check us (checkers)
How you think I flew across border (the board) with it?
I jumped off the plane hungry, like where my body at?
They offered me some food, I’m like “Cool, where Shotty at?”
You had a classic with a nigga I killed? You know I body cats
Battle after battle, I stretch em out, Pilate cats
It’s more than a Shmurda when I pull out this Bobby black
(Showwoutt: Nah, I’ma shoot em) Man gimme my shotty back
Toronto front page, Hitman blew Shotty back
It’s gon be more than a Shmurda when I pull out this Bobby black
(Showwoutt: Nah, I’ma shoot em) Nigga gimme my shotty back
(Showwoutt: Nah, I’ma shoot em) Nigga gimme my shotty back
(Showwoutt: Nah nah, I’ma shoot em) Nigga gimme my shotty back
Toronto front page, Hitman blew Shotty back
They said I wasn’t gon show up, that’s what the real talk was about
Well I showed up with Showwoutt and you know he show out, i have him beatcha till ya blood fly all in the crowd all of the crowd
My city a real life jungle, I ain’t ever shook at night
I seen them Raptors up close before they booked my flight
What you 85 pounds? Ha ha ha … I mean you look that light
I could drop you off a jab, so imagine if I hook that right
I got killers running back in the field, no Forte
Respected everywhere from St. Louis to Norway
Slam yo ass right on stage, make the floor shake
Ain’t nobody leaving, Show, cover the doorway
Nina, ménage a trios, fuck what his whore say
The deuce deuce give em a kiss, that’s foreplay (4 play)
I match that Glock with a Fif, that’s how I throwaway
I snap and toss Shotty out that window like a throwaway
Y’all gon fuck around and get this sweet boy shot
You cross this line I shoot the tre, no 3 point shot
Double meaning, you cross the line there’s no 3 point shot
But when I say I shoot the tre-
[Crowd member comes on stage and shouts]
Who’s supposed to be the champ up north? Pat Stay?
Man look ... I’ll lyrically smack Stay
Switch moves, turn around, smack Stay
Chop em up, they find his body where Smack stay
No joking I’ll really get at Stay
Like “Man what the fuck you smoking? Crack, Stay?”
My nickname Freddy with this Kruger I clutch
My baby momma left me, she said I sleep with the Ruger too much
And you know that bitch loaded, this Ruger from Lux
A Smith & Wes’ and a Taurus, this a Ruger Deluxe
This battle mean nothing my nigga, I’m a fuckin vet
So take this personal, you’re just a fuckin check
Drake let me get something straight, I’m up-fucking-set
Y’all through me in a dunk contest with a nigga who can’t touch the net?
I was at the airport with just 30 shots, that just mean more can get it
I’m a king so they ain’t check us (checkers)
How you think I flew across border (the board) with it?
I jumped off the plane hungry, like where my body at?
They offered me some food, I’m like “Cool, where Shotty at?”
You had a classic with a nigga I killed? You know I body cats
Battle after battle, I stretch em out, Pilate cats
It’s more than a Shmurda when I pull out this Bobby black
(Showwoutt: Nah, I’ma shoot em) Man gimme my shotty back
Toronto front page, Hitman blew Shotty back
It’s gon be more than a Shmurda when I pull out this Bobby black
(Showwoutt: Nah, I’ma shoot em) Nigga gimme my shotty back
(Showwoutt: Nah, I’ma shoot em) Nigga gimme my shotty back
(Showwoutt: Nah nah, I’ma shoot em) Nigga gimme my shotty back
Toronto front page, Hitman blew Shotty back
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