kdötstärt - 1-800-got-beef (feat. Milli0nZ & DYLANbZ) Lyrics

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Let's see what I got, hol' up, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Look, look
Nah, I'm mad, I'm inraged
Get on my side 'fore you see real mace
Kayden, kick hit and spit
All you do, man, say some shit
Hate this man, he hate me too
But we friends, now we cool
Diss the whole school, if I wanted to
Matter of fact, yes, that I'll do
Hold on, wait
Let me just diss the school
Hold on, wait
Let's see who I want to
Put him on my hit list
Make sure I don't miss this
(Look) Yeah, yeah
(Look), yeah
Look
So I'm back, better than ever, homie
Yeah
Put him on a sweater, homie
Wait
Let me go check the weather, homie
Wait
Let me go heat up, fed up, homie
Yeah
Let me go head out, fettap, huh
She white, but ha' lips better, huh
Goin' up straight to the studio, huh
Let me go see the setup, huh
Hold on, wait
Let me just touch cool
Hold on, wait
Let's see who I want to
Put him on my hit list
Make sure I don't miss this
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Alright, Nasir, you first, huh
Let me see if I can get you to rehearse, huh
Not gon' lie, you popped off on the first one
But that first one was your worst one
You said I wouldn't diss you, yeah
You said I wouldn't diss you
You lie, but how you gon' cheat
How you gon' kiss another girl
When you dating Kayla
That's honestly not me
To be honest, I don't treat my girls with respect
But I do it better than you
Yeah, if somebody mess with you
You gon' probably get your whole crew
Hold on, wait
Let me just diss the school
Hold on, wait
Let's see who I want to
Put him on my hit list
Make sure I don't miss this
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Okay, so you think I ain't gon' diss you
Cause I'm your friend
Even if I diss you, it's not like it's gon' be the end
You don't even know what the end means
You all be tryna steal my money, y'all damn fiends
Haha, y'all like the laughing stock
Y'all think y'all can rap like Biggie and Tupac
Haha, you're just like Chris Rock
This kid really thinks that he is like Dot
Hold on, wait
Let me diss the school
Hold on, wait
Let's see who I want to
Put him on my hit list (yeah)
Make sure I don't miss this (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (talk to them)
I miss you with the scope
You about to learn all
Hold on, wait
Let me diss the school
Hold on, wait
Let's see who I want to
Put him on my hit list
Make sure I don't miss this
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(hol' up hol' up hol' up) Let me talk
If you try it, you get popped
See me a op
He finna get dropped
I've been holdin' me a glock
I've been trynna try alot
I think its finally time to drop
I don't play 'bout these ops
So run it up again
I dont play bout these no more
I'll do this again
Im going for the win
Imma shoot it up one more time for the win
(Huh) I be letting of them shots
Imma go up to the top
And never ever drop
You know my body, you know what I got
If I pull up on you. then you get shot
You think that it's a joke
I'm about to slide in that Bentley though
It's big millions, yeah, you already know
Had to pull up for the only show
Had to pull up, had to keep it on the low
You already know I'm 11 off the go
You my kid, you my lil' bro
I'm not nice, my heart is super cold
Hold on, wait
Let me diss the school
Hold on, wait
Let's see who I want to
Put him on my hit list
Make sure I don't miss this
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah