[Intro - Sha EK]
Mike Check 1, 2
MC, make another hit
Grandbaby, how you make beats like that?
Project X
Grrah
[Chorus: Sha EK]
If we beef, it's cause I made it lit
Y'all lil' niggas was never on shit
I made a call to go take that risk
Lefty gon' speed, if the cops on dick
So many opps was droppin' the O, when they seen me, I had 'em runnin' like Rick
So many opps was jackin' they smokin' my dead, then they got put in a spliff
Why the fuck you outside wit' no grip, dummy? You got to get it together
This shit on me, any weather
In The Bronx, I got it in my sweater
But, I really like it on my hip
Big gun, make a lil' nigga flip
You was just laughin' and trollin my mans
Now your lil' brother in a zip
What you did? Why you rappin'?
You ain't kill nobody, you cappin'
[Verse: Bandmanrill]
Aye, EK, why niggas cappin'?
I got a bitch, shit fat, got a wagon
Niggas be hatin' 'cause gang made it happen
Yeah, he can play, he get turnt to a has been
I keep it on me, lil' bitch, never lackin'
I call this rap shit the money and passion, on bro
Why he keep dissin'? Brodie, let it blow
I keep it on me, brodie kinda swole
Bro tryna slide through another lo'
Fa-fa-fa, hit 'em in his nose, huh
Look, oh-shit
Bro touch down, now we on the road
Mafia get to the bread, the dough
Mafia get to the bread, the hoes
Mike Check 1, 2
MC, make another hit
Grandbaby, how you make beats like that?
Project X
Grrah
[Chorus: Sha EK]
If we beef, it's cause I made it lit
Y'all lil' niggas was never on shit
I made a call to go take that risk
Lefty gon' speed, if the cops on dick
So many opps was droppin' the O, when they seen me, I had 'em runnin' like Rick
So many opps was jackin' they smokin' my dead, then they got put in a spliff
Why the fuck you outside wit' no grip, dummy? You got to get it together
This shit on me, any weather
In The Bronx, I got it in my sweater
But, I really like it on my hip
Big gun, make a lil' nigga flip
You was just laughin' and trollin my mans
Now your lil' brother in a zip
What you did? Why you rappin'?
You ain't kill nobody, you cappin'
[Verse: Bandmanrill]
Aye, EK, why niggas cappin'?
I got a bitch, shit fat, got a wagon
Niggas be hatin' 'cause gang made it happen
Yeah, he can play, he get turnt to a has been
I keep it on me, lil' bitch, never lackin'
I call this rap shit the money and passion, on bro
Why he keep dissin'? Brodie, let it blow
I keep it on me, brodie kinda swole
Bro tryna slide through another lo'
Fa-fa-fa, hit 'em in his nose, huh
Look, oh-shit
Bro touch down, now we on the road
Mafia get to the bread, the dough
Mafia get to the bread, the hoes
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