People are Crazy JNabe (Ft. JNabe & Rittz)

[Intro: Rittz]
Yah, yeah
It's Rittz
Uh

[Verse: Rittz]
I do me
I ain't never gave a fuck about the next wave
I done seen so many entertainers come and go
Some'll blow up others treated like a sex slave
Get fuck do or death, the erect of his ex say
I been raising hell for some decades
Back then we didn't know they were online
Got a problem we gon' call 'em tell 'em meet 'em back with nеt plays
Stepped up with his chest out
Lеft in a neck brace
Educate yourself on who you're fucking with, you scared to shoot somebody
What the fuck you take a picture with your gun for
That ain't your friend, man you know him for a month
Now you don't believe this strong might be
Stripping you at gun point
Yellow to color for an I.E
Need to save ya guts and glory for ya story on your IG
Drinkin' tequila fucking lime squeeze
Stiffing masta eye sneeze in trees on a dry heave
I been inside of my cartage
Fuck a back board, I am not a fan of the harsh swollen garshes
I'm hard 'n I'm heartless spotting I'm sharped dressed
Who you know that got his own face on a cigar brand (that's me!)
Burning most of my carpet found a couple of zany bars in my sharp vac nirvana guitar pick
'N I started my car hitch 'n me hard then hard
But this broad lives inside her baby fathers apartment
I offered a hard dick she took when I finished 'n left
Happy that there isn't a piece of pussy I didn't regret
Ain't nobody said to me yet, my shits authentic, but
Sometimes I been a victim of identity theft
You got some
Missing pieces in your chemistry set
You try to copy in the lab
But you didn't get it correct
But let 'em give it their best
There's only one
I'm the hardest underrated rapper to ever exist
'N they call me Rittz bitch!