Taystemyjiggy - Belittle Lyrics

Yurp Stookie
Taystemyjiggy shit
Pour a couple lines, now my opps think they can move different
Most my niggas sober, so you bound to get your shooter missin'
P's coming in. Need the razor. Trap scooter flippin'
Please don't think this chop won't punch you down, cause we used to kick it
Drillin' shit since Bob the Builder. Got a couple screws missin'
Everybody round me nutty. 20 you name who isn't
Junky needed ten, said he be back and don't you move with it
Trust a feen more than a
Team sometimes. Niggas be too fitted
Made a bag today, spoke to what's left of the family
Tryna make the money worth it, if we speaking candidly
Ignoring all the broke whispers, meds keep the sanity
Get blasted on the web, tryna eat how my tarantulas eat
Can't handle your emotions, how the f*ck you think you handling me
Keep a straight face, runnin up
That Pepperidge Farm, that Sara Lee
Think the plug a vegetarian, the way he slamming ' peas
How he call me out, but when I call, he wasn't answering
Know a couple scammers, that could've
Went to college
Know a couple shooters, could've been on a field catching bodies
But patience is a virtue, and revenge is an honor
So I keep my love ones close, like you want some bread or you need this choppa
Hold up
I pray for myself
But mostly for my enemies
Yeah I pray for this wealth
While they pray to belittle me
I pray for myself
But mostly for my enemies
Yeah I pray for this wealth
While they pray to belittle me
Bro keep them fakes
Bones on the low, like it's pubic
But when y'all do the counterfeit, Them diamonds turn real cubic
Bitch is from the sticks, where they do not do no ubering
Keep sticks at night. Like Nick at night that box boy get glued in
Me and Great a different breed
We too real and spicy jalapeno seeds
Used to beg, now I got what you need, Trap jumping, boom f*ck it let it swing
Do it when it's summer, fall and spring
365 I got the recipe
Mama probably prayed I chased them heaven things
Now should I turn the leaf or should I turn this key
Yeah, they tryna belittle me, but I'm big I don't see nothing
See the bread they take the hate back, nah it ain't no refunds
They say that death come in threes. Crazy I know three bums
His threats be like Regina George
They mean girls, they don't
Mean nothing
Seein my mama in the coffin, made me not won't see nothing
But I know I gotta keep the vision till I go six feet under
All my opps were dumb in school. Like police they got defunds
My niggas really show you how to go dumb with them visas
I pray for myself
But mostly for my enemies
Yeah I pray for this wealth
While they pray to belittle me
I pray for myself
But mostly for my enemies
Yeah I pray for this wealth
While they pray to belittle me