Laugh At It Texako

[Intro]
(Dylvinci got the code)
Huh, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Niggas want beef, well I told him to pull up
Called the phone, lil' nigga ain't pick up
Wanna be grown, get dropped by a real nigga
Summer vacation, you still ain't learn yo lesson
I don't know who this nigga testin'
I tote Glocks and Smith & Wessons
Stick got cancer, nigga like a patient
Niggas be internet, they fakin'
Niggas be dissin' me with jokes, but I got facts, you niggas can't take it
Swear to god I ain't pick you up from ya mom in Atlanta nigga
Swear to god you wasn't asking to hold niggas sticks when they pointed the camera nigga
Swear to god you not fake bangin', you ain't really blood, you panic nigga
My Glock got a light on it, with a flash light, panoramic nigga
I swear to god I can't stand niggas, beforе I made a song about them band niggas
You see my palm, that's light nigga, you get smackеd with the upper hand nigga

[Interlude]
Man fuck these niggas talkin' about bruh?
I really don't be on no beef shit nigga, I really be, like out here
Outside nigga, lookin' at the sun
Niggas need to go outside
The fuck?
Niggas lame