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Decorian Zyshonne Richardson
Decorian Zyshonne Richardson
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Lyrics

Unc told me don't diss the city **** wanna murder me
Told em fuck them **** if they run up burn em third degree
I call **** from the Four and drop that bag start murder sprees
Ain't none of these bitch **** tough enough to lose life tryna touch me bitch
I ain't goin' back and forth with a ****, if A **** wanna talk, let him piss me off
I swear every **** that say somethin' bet a **** soul get bought
And I'ma pay everything that my killer ask for told the **** fuck the cost
If that **** got his kids with him pull up' with the drac knock a **** off bitch
I knock my oppers down like dominoes we pull up, pop your top and go
That's what you call a stop-and-go we make a **** duck and roll
We turned your partner to a fuckin' ghost we burnt his ass just like some toast
I'm in the backseat with a drac and I'm ridin' round in a four
I'm posted up Im in North Charlotte my **** be retarded
These fuck ass Memphis rappers hate me I'm the better artist
And if they diss me, we pull up and step on **** like they carpet
And we are not the same, my **** you know I'm a Martian
Let one of these bitch-ass **** diss me about somethin' I said
I ain't gon' respond to no **** diss I'ma show you how I'ma play it
I'ma have that 50 ball on ya and have them killers come and sever ya head
If a **** play with me bet that **** gon' be dead
I ain't never lived in life so I'm not on no stepper shit
That's why I drop bags on **** and I let my killers blitz
They say why you dissin' Memphis rappers why you out here startin' shit
Cause I'm the best artist born from the city and ain't nobody gon' do nothin bitch
I'm claimin' Charlotte as my city they support me, so that's home
These Memphis **** criticize me shut up, bitch, leave me alone
I double dog, dare you fuck **** to diss me in a song
I'ma call up my killer pay for the hat have him bust a **** right up in his dome
Stand over gang with my killer he gon' hawk him down he gon' stand over with the chrome
**** wanna play have his homies at his funeral singing all of Rod wave songs
**** said that I'm from the city how I'm dissin' **** and I'm lame and I'm dead wrong
****, y'all don't fuck with me and I don't fuck with y'all
If you wanna bang, bring it on bitch
I knock my oppers down like dominoes we pull up, pop your top and go
That's what you call a stop and go we make a **** duck and roll
We turned ya partner to a fuckin ghost weburnt his ass just like some toast
I'm in the backseat with the Drac and I'm around in the Four
Bitch, ****
Yeah
I don't Fuck with you ****
Fuck ya
And just to make it clear, ****
I was born in Memphis
But my heart in Charlotte, ****
That's where the love comes from
Written by: Decorian Zyshonne Richardson
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