Hit Em Up 2

I'ma shit talker, bounty on his head & it's bigger offer

Quit barking, I'm quick to spark & knock ya lips off ya

Big coffins thinking you sick like you don't need a doctor

Sit Proper if you start tripping ima get bothered

How u big ballin yo pockets empty with Lent Problems

Get Dollas & you won't broke that's how you fix problems

Gossiping knowing you broke is common bitch probelms

U know you really hoe that's common sense prolly

Ion Fuck Wit **** keep a FN to shoot at fake ****

Took the stock out and add a rake cause I hear snakes hissin

He at moms house i get the trace I'm at her place trippin

Ricocheted it hit his heart out and left his face Missing

I'm in space living Im High As fuck im in daze spinnin

Used to hate living now I get high and then I stay lifted

I think I'm fake simping cause mary Jane one of my main bitches

Tryna paint a picture get outta line I'll have to paint a victims

You would think this shit AOL The way AIM semis

**** snitched and still went to jail lol the sentence

I kno they can tell by the smell I keep pressure with me

Kill You then I'll see you in hell I can't let you get me

Sippin Syrup Juice help me numb the fact I can't take pain

**** Who is you why you talkin behind a fake page

Heard they calling truths ima snake em i gotta play safe

Play the foo, temperature cool that's how u fake lames

Stay with Tool ain't no more rules you gotta stay ready

Loose screws keep me a tool me the baby A steady

Pace the move, wait til they snooze & then you play Freddy

Up & Shoot took out his roof picture em play dating

Lane changing, always keep it real I can't fake Nathan

He got gay traits cause how the fuck you hate on straight greatness

I popped 2 Beans I was up til 2 days later

Lil Mani I throw up the B but I ain't gang

B banging

Really from P & I bleed it to the damn pavement

925 put in so much work without seeing a payment

Soft **** always talkin like I'm not really the dangerous

Clip longer then that funeral for Aretha Franklin

Draw the line a **** cross me he gone meet his savior

All that dry snitching boy u **** don't need a statement

Living to get by's the reason why u should keep a savings

Felt like Roddy Rich playin the box in the whip speed racing

I can't sing but this chop on some t-pain shit

But fuck a autotune

Just cause he a opp doesn't mean that **** not a goon

If i call em opp just know he ended up on channel 2

Momma she told me I'm hotheaded but my fever koo

Taught myself everything even talking I ain't need a school

Shined the dark, I slept at parks, ppl seen me do it

**** be barking until i spark & send they ppl thru it

Hit Em Up So many glocks ima lethel shooter

Pick Em Up he lost his life he ain't mean to lose it

Dig em up Lyft em up out the mystic ruins