fuck allat midwxst
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[Chorus]
Rocks up on my neck, no schnitzel, don't make me pull out my pistol
Call up slime, nah, he won't miss you, call up twin, he might just hit you
I don't pay, just show my wrist, I don't care 'bout none this shit
'Cause I'm goin' crazier than all of y'all, yeah, get the gist
Got poor lungs, don't wanna fix it, drop a name if your ass dissin'
'Less you scared of competition, 'less you hiding behind Insta
How you Blood and still a bitch? That shit don't make fuckin' sense
Niggas turnin' into hoes, but that's a cycle that won't end, yeah
[Verse]
I can't do that back and forth, I can't do no band for band
I'm tryna do backdoor to door, I shoot shit like Taliban
These niggas won't go to war
This-this ain't no damn minivan, no, this a Sprinter Benz for sure, huh
Fuck that talking, huh check my streams, ho, huh
Fuck-fuck responding, huh, check your dreams, ho, y-yeah
We was hotboxing, yeah, in that rental
I-I can't care, ho, 'cause I don't take offense, bro, yeah
[Chorus]
Rocks up on my neck, no schnitzel, don't make me pull out my pistol
Call up slime, nah, he won't miss you, call up twin, he might just hit you
I don't pay, just show my wrist, I don't care 'bout none this shit
'Cause I'm goin' crazier than all of y'all, yeah, get the gist
Got poor lungs, don't wanna fix it, drop a name if your ass dissin'
'Less you scared of competition, 'less you hiding behind Insta
How you Blood and still a bitch? That shit don't make fuckin' sense
Niggas turnin' into hoes, but that's a cycle that won't end, yeah
Rocks up on my neck, no schnitzel, don't make me pull out my pistol
Call up slime, nah, he won't miss you, call up twin, he might just hit you
I don't pay, just show my wrist, I don't care 'bout none this shit
'Cause I'm goin' crazier than all of y'all, yeah, get the gist
Got poor lungs, don't wanna fix it, drop a name if your ass dissin'
'Less you scared of competition, 'less you hiding behind Insta
How you Blood and still a bitch? That shit don't make fuckin' sense
Niggas turnin' into hoes, but that's a cycle that won't end, yeah
[Verse]
I can't do that back and forth, I can't do no band for band
I'm tryna do backdoor to door, I shoot shit like Taliban
These niggas won't go to war
This-this ain't no damn minivan, no, this a Sprinter Benz for sure, huh
Fuck that talking, huh check my streams, ho, huh
Fuck-fuck responding, huh, check your dreams, ho, y-yeah
We was hotboxing, yeah, in that rental
I-I can't care, ho, 'cause I don't take offense, bro, yeah
[Chorus]
Rocks up on my neck, no schnitzel, don't make me pull out my pistol
Call up slime, nah, he won't miss you, call up twin, he might just hit you
I don't pay, just show my wrist, I don't care 'bout none this shit
'Cause I'm goin' crazier than all of y'all, yeah, get the gist
Got poor lungs, don't wanna fix it, drop a name if your ass dissin'
'Less you scared of competition, 'less you hiding behind Insta
How you Blood and still a bitch? That shit don't make fuckin' sense
Niggas turnin' into hoes, but that's a cycle that won't end, yeah
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