sadi$$thicc

Why this boy keep run his mouth Why am I beefing with this kiddo Always posing like he gangsta, you ain't nothin' but some skittles Too easy as my opponent, I'ma give you lame ass flow You dress good but I rap better, this will be your grave, lil bro My shit up high, you ass is down below I bake yo trash songs with my stove You shopping spree I killing spree your whole ass with my fucking crow- -Bar I spit it outburn on that dog shit that you call a song Committed a crime before so I don't mind to smoke you like a bong I'm a thug, you a bitch I smoke wood, you smoke 'quid When I spit, you gon quit Fuck you up like a pig Know I'm always makin' hits When you shoot you gon miss Why the fuck you tryna diss Me too bulletproof for this Bitch, keep talkin' shit bout me You'll have my bullets in yo throat Sayin' "I got lotta bitches", you ain't never fuck no hoes I'm sadistic muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at? I gon fuck you like a pig like I said in the last line Lil bro go back to your crib, 'fore I break yo fuckin' weak spine It's a consequence of being so reckless on a real Don Dealin' with a real one I get loot while your career done (I'm sadissthicc muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet) (I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?) (I'm sadissthicc muthafucka, you ain't ready for me yet) (I be always at the top floor, lil hoe where the fuck you at?)