[Verse 1: Ty Wild]
(Koll)
I do this shit for the fun and the funds
You broke and broken, at the lowest lows
And all that hoping hopeless, hating what you become
Brodie shady, I ain't throwing shade
He made me tote the heater, he can soak up the Sun
Don't compete, capisce, I already won
Dome recede, receive my dough and I'm done
(Aye, yeah, bitch)
Muhfuckers talking 'bout back in the day
They backless, put no back in it
Back in my ways, now they backing away
He running home, but I'm tagging his basе
That ball in his court, but it jam and he spaced
Shaqtin' a Fool while I'm Shaq in thе paint
His chick offer goose as she gander my way
I like real bitches when they lashes fake
[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
(Yeah)
Smoking exotic, like, whatchamacallit
Ain't no beef with this SIG, only potential pop him
Got that bitch on my balls, now she Bakugan brawling
You know I stay with that same team, why we solid
Ain't no money 'round me, then Yung PE$O obnoxious
I'm like, "Point to a problem"
I'ma line 'em all up, I ain't talking 'bout columns
Bitch, I came from that dirty my life was solemn
That's why PE$O solid, I'm rock like Golem
You cannot stop 'em
I'm on that—eh, she on my dick gobbing
If it ain't 'bout that money, said, "Switch up the topic"
Bitch, I got options
Watch how I said that, she watch how she talking
'Fraid I might hawk her
I know some jits who just demons, they chalkers
I'm off that lean, I'm a dead man walking
(Hahaha!)
(Koll)
I do this shit for the fun and the funds
You broke and broken, at the lowest lows
And all that hoping hopeless, hating what you become
Brodie shady, I ain't throwing shade
He made me tote the heater, he can soak up the Sun
Don't compete, capisce, I already won
Dome recede, receive my dough and I'm done
(Aye, yeah, bitch)
Muhfuckers talking 'bout back in the day
They backless, put no back in it
Back in my ways, now they backing away
He running home, but I'm tagging his basе
That ball in his court, but it jam and he spaced
Shaqtin' a Fool while I'm Shaq in thе paint
His chick offer goose as she gander my way
I like real bitches when they lashes fake
[Verse 2: PE$O PETE]
(Yeah)
Smoking exotic, like, whatchamacallit
Ain't no beef with this SIG, only potential pop him
Got that bitch on my balls, now she Bakugan brawling
You know I stay with that same team, why we solid
Ain't no money 'round me, then Yung PE$O obnoxious
I'm like, "Point to a problem"
I'ma line 'em all up, I ain't talking 'bout columns
Bitch, I came from that dirty my life was solemn
That's why PE$O solid, I'm rock like Golem
You cannot stop 'em
I'm on that—eh, she on my dick gobbing
If it ain't 'bout that money, said, "Switch up the topic"
Bitch, I got options
Watch how I said that, she watch how she talking
'Fraid I might hawk her
I know some jits who just demons, they chalkers
I'm off that lean, I'm a dead man walking
(Hahaha!)
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