Bully Down

(Andree, run it up) I be feelin' like fuck everybody, man, like (fuck everybody) Fuck social media (pussy ass niggas, pussy ass niggas) I be feelin' like, fuck my bitch (everybody man, aw man, oh man) I be feelin' like, fuck this rap shit (Alex Made This Beat, nobody is him, bitch) Pussy ass promo page with that pussy shit 'Cause I ain't respond, so you go interview that scary ass bitch (bitch) E'rybody ran wit' that shit, can suck my fuckin' dick (suck my fuckin' dick) Bitch, what it is? Declare that war and watch, I get off in yo' shit (let go) Bitch, I'm loaded up on guns, them hats mine, the biggest Pit' (the biggest Pit') Niggas dyin', this dummy get his ass on live just like a bitch On all mine, my brother died, I swear to God, I swung a stick And if I'm lyin', God can strike me down right now, so try again (so try again) Fourth quarter, tryna get the hype, like bitch, get off my dick (pussy) Interviewin' him 'bout me, your views still low as shit Duval Promo, I salute you for not condonin' in that shit (nigga, I salute) I ain't catch the Clubhouse chat, but all y'all can suck my dick I hate all you pussy niggas, if the numbers in percent It'll show 99 percent of niggas ain't on shit (that shit gon' show) Pussy boy that say he ruthless on that south don't wanna hit Low-key wanna be like me, stop rappin' like me, scary bitch (fuck man) Jarvo ass keep gettin' hit up just like Crack', they ass twins (they ass twins) Last nigga chose to lack, them killers popped his damn wig (his damn wig) Bully down, the newest pack, his rap career came to an end (bully down) Hit the city, I'm with all the killers, bitch, I'm tied in (yeah) Bitch ass nigga threw the pillow, now it's time to go to bed (it's time to go to bed) If I said it, bitch, I meant it, I ain't stutter what I said (I ain't stutter what I said) We be on our feet for real, all that runnin' shit be dead (that shit be dead) We'll hawk you in and give you more than ten, from chest up to the head (bring yo' ass up) What's a filter? I don't respect it, nigga, fuck your homie dead (fuck him) Pay for niggas, price I'm puttin' down, I bet a nigga smash You ain't wit' it, but you hangin', huh? Pray you don't get grabbed (pray you don't get grabbed) I got love for half the city, the niggas in it be playin' crab That's okay, I let that choppa talk to niggas for my behalf Really pull up on shit blastin', make a rapper short of staff Stomach shots, somebody used to wear a Pamper on the Ave' (on bro) B-bitch, these niggas my sons, these niggas my child This bitch know I get shit done, the people talkin' like they're ready (the fuck?) Knowin' all these killers 'round, they down to slay a fuckin' daddy I can merch it on my brother, I'll let anybody have it I'm so lethal with that Drac', missin' a nigga, that ain't happenin' (that ain't happenin') Bro had told me keep my hands clean, supply him with the ratchet (haha) Evil twin, we got the same dream, he bound to make it happen (bound to make it happen) He ridin' with me, right or wrong, that's on my soul, my nigga savage We'll send a nigga head back to his home wrapped in plastic (wrapped in)