How CB (Ft. Y.CB)

[Intro]
Don't take it personal, it's just business
Mazza, wagwan?

[Chorus: CB]
How the fuck can this beef get squashed?
Do you know how many niggas been got?
Would you risk your life for the gang?
Or would you run if it got on tops?
What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh
And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?
Last year it was ride non stop
This year suttin' already got dropped
How the fuck can this beef get squashed?
Do you know how many niggas been got?
Would you risk your life for the gang?
Or would you run if it got on tops?
What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh
And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?
Last year it was ride non stop
This year suttin' already got-got

[Verse 1: CB]
Yeah, we put corn in clips
Just like I put corn in your bredrin
Get man down for my 7s
We do drills and we ain't repentin'
This bruck back comin' all hefty
Don't need no sweets, got plenty
Last time I stepped 'round there was like last week
And I left it messy
If a dinger's dead then I'm jumpin' in
And I'll take that risk
If I see that punk, I swear I won't miss
Yeah, I'll turn man spliff
They just hide and rap, and they're touchin' kids
I feel to touch man's sis
Nah, they ain't on nu'n, made that pussy run
When I touch my hip
This is real life rap but I ain't no rapper
I really live what I speak
We invest in waps and we make that crash
I'm a addict for beef
I don't need to pretend, it was me who shot at your friends
They see me live in the flesh
Forget their balls, wouldn't think they're men
Got beef with gems, don't lack before you meet your end