Fuckumean (feat. Bakkend Rilla & LA)

I can't beef on the net, I'm a factor

I'm on court bitch, I ball like the Raptors Pistol with me, so don't try to act up, like

Bet he make a fuck, ****, back up Like I'm Giannis, I'm all about bucks

Kick me at work, let me show you what's up R.I.P. Dottie, like bro was the one

If they diss on your name, they get turnt into runtz

I ain't playin' 40, can't keep it tucked Run up on bucks, he gon' run out of luck

Like bitch, I'm the jet, can't stop till it's done

Yellin' 16, he gon' get left in the dust First drill, we was bendin' in black trucks

Check the mirror, let me see if my mask up We got the boomin and they was runnin' to back up

And shoutout to bando, who that boy is a track star

40 barkin ', that shit very loud I told bro I'm in love with the sound

Creep out the cut with the Apes and the hounds And the first **** move, he get put on the ground

Check the stats, **** know how we play Like DOUmiller got put in his place

Like right on four nine, he got spanked, broad Day next time you see him, he get sent up to ray

Double hands on the G when I flame Walk up gang, yeah, we causin str8 pain

Timmy got poked, but it should've been Nay Like I can't lie, he got left, broaday

And he thought he was tough, but now he in a And he thought he was tough, but now he in a grave

We really been bendin', they know it ain't safe Let me catch me a hoe, he get sent up to space

And Johnny got punched, what the fuck? He was dissin', they made that boy run

And CJ too pussy, got low on the bus Like, how is y'all on that, ain't causin' no harm

I'm with LA too deep, yeah, ya know that's the hound

Spot him, got him, up in the clouds Don't try to move, wock , rilla lay you down

These **** ain't jet , they gotta check the pound

Me, LA, and Bucky be grinchin' Spin the shot, see if he spot a 16

Die RT, hop out, let it squeeze, like Wit two jets , but you know what I bleed

I can't end up like SK or deady Got put on a shirt that's Merch

Don't push up on me, catch shots guaranteed all that Wolfin and I broke boy teeth

I think aIsle6 need to be, like I think aIsle 6 need to be clean

Can't go out like abe, cause shot's to his bean

Slimed out, beam on the G, it was green New high now, SK, he stay gettin' cheifed

Smooches gon slide you see Bucky here, LA, they with me

****, SK droppin' the bleed Brand new chop, tryna test it on Goofies

****, Ray got clapped in his koofy I might bend with two hounds through the 6

First **** front, put a hole in his jersey Dump out the back with two fours like I'm Kobe

G-O-B, we gon' shine like a, like G-T-O, fam, but shine like a ruby

She a groupie, movin' like she never knew me Shit cap, cause I know that she been wanna do me

All that Cap, in ur rap , don't fool me Check on Talla , his face lookin' gooey

**** duckin' they top in them SUNY's , but R we on they strip makin' movies

Douree panicked with G to his face , couldn't fight back

On the 6 off the Ray, where the fun at? Think i spot me a, where my, like

Think spot me a 6 where my gun at? How you dissin' on bro we was on that block

I ain't get to the shit that we did to the opps Like, easy got hit, they ain't drop, like

Fuck lil' SK, we gon' fall off the top free double o wipe your snot

And Bobby older brother , should've stay in the spot How you rappin'? What you not

How u spinnin V when you got no chop Now we back on the block, say he dissin on dot

We gon' make his heart stop, like If I spin through the 6 and I spot me a 6

He get send up to God, you know I don't cap in my rhymes

You know I gotta stay with a 9, fuck a 6 Bet they die, these **** is bomb, no one in my prime

See, I'm flyin' with JB, you know we keep bestie On the court, lurkin', we're a lefty

Matter fact, I'm smokin' on Zelly Postin' on that block if you wanna condemn me

Like, Abe , Miyagi, dou , deady Ayo, Bucky, I'm about to get heavy

Rilla backin' out the if he thinkin he tuff tell him spin in that Renty