Things Booter Bee & Horrid1

[Verse 1: Booter Bee]
Yo, B-B-B-Booter, yo
Man better chat to me nice
Like I ain't got a fetish for stabbing up guys
I was in the car 2 shotguns loaded (Bap)
2 fat bells that are battery sized (Bow)
6 in the pump, 16 in the 9
I ain't trying to swing my fist and fight (Are you dumb)
5 foot 9 12 gauge on my side
You think that I care if you're twice my height

[Verse 2: Horrid1]
Gabana
Any nank that i get in my hand Imma use it (Use that)
Fucking abuse it, (Yeah)
Ask in west if we do this, we drop out Woo
Go check on the news bitch, it's useless (Pussy)
I say what I want verified no bluetick (Yeah)
I got down Quikz 2 times with a broomstick
We got the whole of west locked
Thought you knew this
I ain't on new shit, the papers prove it

[Verse 3: Booter Bee]
Yo yo, I got probation sick to their stomach
They heard that I'm back on road
Ask about F-Block chest and head shots
Broad-day run up and tap my smoke
Yo, do it and burn my clothes
The paigons know that I'm fully involved
I told PMan better watch his tone
I'm the reason his nephews heart beat froze