[Intro]
Haha! I need a baby bib to keep my fucking lungs from calappsing
Bitch! Goofy ass nigga man
[Verse]
Just rolled lil "Bibby" up boy this that gas, slid through the "6" and put lil "Calvin" on his ass
He dissin on the net, he gon need a body bag
Yall look up to lil "fooli", dat boy fruity he a fag'
They speaking on big "Ralo", "Bibby" a bitch I can't be mad
Ian going out like "Teki", that won't be me that shit sad
We gon cap out on his block, at this silver start and blast
Don't try to run cause Ima hawk em, bitch these 223's too fast
Send a vet to get you, make sure they put him on a stretcher
I can't go like "Teki" damn I heard that boy got wet up
Bitch you know Im not sweet, [?] got bucked he should be fed up
Niggas wanna haing but they big dawg just don't let em
And I smoke what's the name bro dun made his ass shut up
That nigga run his mouth too much, that nigga dead now I feel betta
Boy you know we snatching chains, you a stan gotta do betta
He tried to squach the beef, that shit bibs
He wrote me a letter
But Ion squashing shit, so when I catch em, he gon get wet up
That nigga tried to send a hoe but I can't go duh it's a set up
I'ma green light that boy block, swear I won't stop now I won't let up
I'ma hop out the car, make sure he drop so we go get em
Neva cared so much, we role lil "bibs" pass him up
Lil "Teki" died them boys ain't slide, it ain't added up
Get caught on yo phone he walking home he dead or what (shhhhh)
"8" in da air this gas or what
He'll be alive right now, he would but no he turned to dust
"Bibs" don't hit no more so I dropped lil "Teki" up in my dutch
Might put "8" inside this backwood this shit gas or what (huhhh)
Haha! I need a baby bib to keep my fucking lungs from calappsing
Bitch! Goofy ass nigga man
[Verse]
Just rolled lil "Bibby" up boy this that gas, slid through the "6" and put lil "Calvin" on his ass
He dissin on the net, he gon need a body bag
Yall look up to lil "fooli", dat boy fruity he a fag'
They speaking on big "Ralo", "Bibby" a bitch I can't be mad
Ian going out like "Teki", that won't be me that shit sad
We gon cap out on his block, at this silver start and blast
Don't try to run cause Ima hawk em, bitch these 223's too fast
Send a vet to get you, make sure they put him on a stretcher
I can't go like "Teki" damn I heard that boy got wet up
Bitch you know Im not sweet, [?] got bucked he should be fed up
Niggas wanna haing but they big dawg just don't let em
And I smoke what's the name bro dun made his ass shut up
That nigga run his mouth too much, that nigga dead now I feel betta
Boy you know we snatching chains, you a stan gotta do betta
He tried to squach the beef, that shit bibs
He wrote me a letter
But Ion squashing shit, so when I catch em, he gon get wet up
That nigga tried to send a hoe but I can't go duh it's a set up
I'ma green light that boy block, swear I won't stop now I won't let up
I'ma hop out the car, make sure he drop so we go get em
Neva cared so much, we role lil "bibs" pass him up
Lil "Teki" died them boys ain't slide, it ain't added up
Get caught on yo phone he walking home he dead or what (shhhhh)
"8" in da air this gas or what
He'll be alive right now, he would but no he turned to dust
"Bibs" don't hit no more so I dropped lil "Teki" up in my dutch
Might put "8" inside this backwood this shit gas or what (huhhh)
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