T-Top vs. Coffee URLtv (Ft. Coffee Brown & T-Top)

[Round 1: Coffee Brown]
You think I give a fuck what these ladies like about me, nigga!?
You think I give a fuck what these ladies like about me?
Look at my knuckles, nigga...it ain't nothin' ladylike about me
Battle rap...just like Paid In Full modern-day
I guess you ain't gotta be somebody no more
You can get online, lie, and front like somebody you ain't
The doubt, bullshit lies
Mothafuckas tryna smut me since I came
They said I can't see Top angles...so I wrote this from the window on a plane
Every fuckin' interview, every battle, bitches sayin' my name
I drugged these bitches to death, and still let 'em live: that's Narcan
I ain't got no fuckin' family or friends in this, I been betrayed
If you think I give a fuck about JC or a Christian battle rapper
When I'm still seein' the cross in my own people 'til this day?!
I ain't never fuckin' worried about your blessings or your judgements either way
I am a predator: it's in my nature to eat and give God the preys (praise)!
You better watch what you say
I will take your kids and make 'em work today
Drug mules
Yeah, put my powder in your baby diaper and send him through TSA
Then I'mma round-trip that lil' bitch through all 52 states!
I don't be wit' online debates, doin' the most for clicks
I gotta play it smart...
They don't know how many charges I be with self-defense
Real 'Dino bitch, I'll do him grimy, I'm so easty
Anybody from URL can get it, please believe me
I'll put Cheeko down in his backyard soon as he meet me
Smack bald head, I'll do it greasy
Even my boss could catch a bullet!
I'll do you cold (Cole), Beasley
I got a question for OnlyFans: why they wanna stop Coffee?
Tired of seein' me show my ass?
Well, I'm flat-chested: y'all won't see Top off me
Yes, I left the fuckin' Riot, I'm on my own
Y'all should really expect a bitch to be outside 'cause I ain't got a home
I am not Smack
I never asked for y'all business on this phone
I blocked these weirdos
But they give their two cents and sub me on they own
I'll get you gone
'Dino First Lady, I do the most
Get you blown
Face off (faceoff) wit' a MAC (Mack) in here?
Naw, I'mma get some more people first - it's one of those
I came straight from Michigan 'cause he the one I got it in fo'
I'll have your body missin', detectives questionin' your kinfolk
Where'd they find T? MI
Now I'm givin' too much info!
Where do we begin?
Practice makes perfect, I'm prepared to win
Razor - (*swoo*) - I wanna take everything from Top, and start all over again!
Self-made bitch!
I hit the road, I ain't reach out my hand
These mothafuckas talkin' 'bout cancelin' me
I don't give a fuck - I made my name off bein' BANNED!
I took this battle wit' no break, bitch, to see you break, bitch
Get yo' back broke if I'm on yo' ass, like "Can you take dick?"
I wanna strip-search your whole crew
I'll be in your pockets tryna scrape shit
I'm finna test the Culture...since I got a stick in this bitch like a rape kit!
They said, "A queen's job is to serve", but I came to dictate shit
I can't fake shit
Messy bitch, how the fuck you gon' get a run on me? You too lazy
I ain't seen a nigga do this much dick-suckin' for a spot in battle rap...since Ben Swayze!
I'll put some money on yo' head, send my gravediggers
A lotta guns, we raise triggers
I'll have them puttin' you on a chain, nigga...like slave dealers
I don't fuck wit' nobody!
It ain't that they don't fuck wit' me
Coffee's an acquired taste, messy bitches sip the tea
Gun look like a boiler room, big gauge on the heat
I will bring it to his home!
Fuck keepin' it in the streets
Rented an apartment upstairs from my opp', on a 30-day lease
So even when I slept on it...I stayed on top of the beef!
New Twitter!
See clips over those words, a lotta birds: I sent a Fleet!
He unhealthy
Shoulda consulted CDC, prolly
See, 2021, Coff' (cough) evolvin'
Now I'm finna attack the world and T body (antibody)
Fans said they tired of hearin' bitches 'bout shit they don't be 'bout
That's some shit we can agree 'bout
So I'm finna rap about beatin' bitches up, drugs, guns, punchin', stompin' and weed routes
Fuck you...and everybody that believe in you
I will kill your son if he wanna be you
Think LAX
Try some fly shit, get dealt a (Delta) bullet
It's goin' through T 1 and stoppin' in T 2!
You think you shies', T (Shiesty)!?
No! You shaped like Pooh!
Cooler kit, for T bones: let's have a barbecue!
I don't want shit from you, no dick from you
Refused gratuity: I don't even want the tip from you!
These bitches are battle rappers, they are not a opp
I will lump your head and have you talkin' to police, too
Now you can join them bitches: y'all (k)not cops
I will not stop!
I wanna walk this King down a block wit' a piece (peace)
Feel like Coretta Scott
Boy, my nigga from Detroit
I give a fuck if you got guns, he got better chops
Don't get me pissed off
Heard you wit' Zip 'Em Up
I hit my 313 nigga a couple plates to have Zip sauced
Can't nobody talk that shit to me
I give a fuck who it is
Cleopatra: I'm the first Black bitch had niggas movin' bricks
I ain't never in my life turned down shit!
I was born a breached baby: I been a standup bitch
If they compare our cloth, I'm Gucci
You could see the double G in me
He's Burberry design...well, we can all see the B in T!
I wanna talk to you
Standup niggas get sat down in recline
So for (sofa) now...get comfortable