Yeah, yeah
Call the CDC cause with the way I eat a beat like Dwight
I could start up a pandemic like obesity
Like take whatever y'all be on and turn it up like three degrees
And that would be a murder case I'd get away with easily
Man, I swear these rappers just like tweedle dum and tweedle dee
They ain't on my wave, we ain't on the same frequency
I murdered Mo from the Mo, I merked CTB
I don't drop sublims, I can handle my shit vis-a-vis
Your best shit only B's and C's, how could you be teaching me?
Everytime I try to shoot my shot I go 343
They praying for my fall but that's just a change of scenery
They thought my growth would stop ha, imagine how next spring will be
I'ma be on top with the best right where I need to be (ay)
But if you want to talk like the rest about some memery
We can put this Glock to the test, yeah I just breathe in deep
And I'll put that cross on your chest, call that a Jesus piece
I've been meeting everybody on the counter
And f*ck the county all these niggas try to counter
Stuffing money in the mattress for the bank though
And she tell me that she love me, what you think though?
Got me talking murder case, money in-n-out of safe
I've been in-in out of state, Glock 43 on me
Please homie, I don't want another case
I don't want another case (yeah)
I've been making rounds around these corny rappers in my field like crop circles
What I jot in journals pop like kernels placed within a hot inferno
You could support a rapper already in a top circle
Ornate like a box turtle
Cause I'll be f*cking this game up until it's not fertile
I'll pick a rapper apart just like it's Operation
You could be catching up to me, you got a lot to learn though
Shit, the team and I been making moves like emigration
I've been meeting everybody on the counter
And f*ck the county, all these niggas try to counter
Stuffing money in the mattress for the bank though
And she tell me that she love me, what you think though?
Got me talking murder case, money in-n-out of safe
I've been in-in out of state, Glock 43 on me
Please homie, I don't want another case
I don't want another case (yeah)
Holy shit, holy f*ck
These guns are still going
What the f*ck, dude that's a lot of gunshots
It sounds like a lot of like gunfire
You know what I mean
I was in a shoot-out like that last night
You did, witch game?
Um... it was like east side vs. west side
Oh you said game!
Yeah game, oh my bad (haha)
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Yeah, yeah
Call the CDC cause with the way I eat a beat like Dwight
I could start up a pandemic like obesity
Like take whatever y'all be on and turn it up like three degrees
And that would be a murder case I'd get away with easily
Man, I swear these rappers just like tweedle dum and tweedle dee
They ain't on my wave, we ain't on the same frequency
I murdered Mo from the Mo, I merked CTB
I don't drop sublims, I can handle my shit vis-a-vis
Your best shit only B's and C's, how could you be teaching me?
Everytime I try to shoot my shot I go 343
They praying for my fall but that's just a change of scenery
They thought my growth would stop ha, imagine how next spring will be
I'ma be on top with the best right where I need to be (ay)
But if you want to talk like the rest about some memery
We can put this Glock to the test, yeah I just breathe in deep
And I'll put that cross on your chest, call that a Jesus piece
I've been meeting everybody on the counter
And f*ck the county all these niggas try to counter
Stuffing money in the mattress for the bank though
And she tell me that she love me, what you think though?
Got me talking murder case, money in-n-out of safe
I've been in-in out of state, Glock 43 on me
Please homie, I don't want another case
I don't want another case (yeah)
I've been making rounds around these corny rappers in my field like crop circles
What I jot in journals pop like kernels placed within a hot inferno
You could support a rapper already in a top circle
Ornate like a box turtle
Cause I'll be f*cking this game up until it's not fertile
I'll pick a rapper apart just like it's Operation
You could be catching up to me, you got a lot to learn though
Shit, the team and I been making moves like emigration
I've been meeting everybody on the counter
And f*ck the county, all these niggas try to counter
Stuffing money in the mattress for the bank though
And she tell me that she love me, what you think though?
Got me talking murder case, money in-n-out of safe
I've been in-in out of state, Glock 43 on me
Please homie, I don't want another case
I don't want another case (yeah)
Holy shit, holy f*ck
These guns are still going
What the f*ck, dude that's a lot of gunshots
It sounds like a lot of like gunfire
You know what I mean
I was in a shoot-out like that last night
You did, witch game?
Um... it was like east side vs. west side
Oh you said game!
Yeah game, oh my bad (haha)
Call the CDC cause with the way I eat a beat like Dwight
I could start up a pandemic like obesity
Like take whatever y'all be on and turn it up like three degrees
And that would be a murder case I'd get away with easily
Man, I swear these rappers just like tweedle dum and tweedle dee
They ain't on my wave, we ain't on the same frequency
I murdered Mo from the Mo, I merked CTB
I don't drop sublims, I can handle my shit vis-a-vis
Your best shit only B's and C's, how could you be teaching me?
Everytime I try to shoot my shot I go 343
They praying for my fall but that's just a change of scenery
They thought my growth would stop ha, imagine how next spring will be
I'ma be on top with the best right where I need to be (ay)
But if you want to talk like the rest about some memery
We can put this Glock to the test, yeah I just breathe in deep
And I'll put that cross on your chest, call that a Jesus piece
I've been meeting everybody on the counter
And f*ck the county all these niggas try to counter
Stuffing money in the mattress for the bank though
And she tell me that she love me, what you think though?
Got me talking murder case, money in-n-out of safe
I've been in-in out of state, Glock 43 on me
Please homie, I don't want another case
I don't want another case (yeah)
I've been making rounds around these corny rappers in my field like crop circles
What I jot in journals pop like kernels placed within a hot inferno
You could support a rapper already in a top circle
Ornate like a box turtle
Cause I'll be f*cking this game up until it's not fertile
I'll pick a rapper apart just like it's Operation
You could be catching up to me, you got a lot to learn though
Shit, the team and I been making moves like emigration
I've been meeting everybody on the counter
And f*ck the county, all these niggas try to counter
Stuffing money in the mattress for the bank though
And she tell me that she love me, what you think though?
Got me talking murder case, money in-n-out of safe
I've been in-in out of state, Glock 43 on me
Please homie, I don't want another case
I don't want another case (yeah)
Holy shit, holy f*ck
These guns are still going
What the f*ck, dude that's a lot of gunshots
It sounds like a lot of like gunfire
You know what I mean
I was in a shoot-out like that last night
You did, witch game?
Um... it was like east side vs. west side
Oh you said game!
Yeah game, oh my bad (haha)
Writer: Ashton Davis, Nathanyel Mead
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid