Maybe in this song, you shouldnāt start by saying
*****, I said it, I know that you mad
Iāve emptied the clip over friendlier jabs
You mentioned my seed, now deal with his dad
I gotta go bad, I gotta go bad
Mm, mm, yeah
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot
Drop a fifty bag, 29 for the thot
Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it PG
I was really, really tryna keep it PG
If you had a set, theyād give your ass a DP
But you civilian gang, in real life, you PC
You know who really bang a set? My ā¦
YG
You know who really bang a set? My ā¦ Chuck T
You know who even bang a set out there is CB
And, ā¦, Cole losinā sleep on this, it aināt me
You better have some paperwork or that shit fake tea
Canāt be rappinā ābout no rattinā that we canāt read
I mean, itās true a ā¦
slimed me for my AP
Just like how Metro ā¦ slimed him for his main squeeze
Out here begginā for attention, ā¦, say please
Always rappinā like you ābout to get the slaves freed
You just actinā like an activist, itās make-believe
Donāt even go back to your hood and plant no money trees
Say you hate the girls I fuck, but what you really mean?
I been with Black and white, and everything thatās in between
You the Black messiah wifinā up a mixed queen
And hit vanilla cream to help out with your self-esteem
On some Bobby shit, I wanna know what Whitney need
All that puppy love was over in yāall late teens
Why you never hold your son and tell him, āSay cheeseā?
We couldāve left the kids out of this, donāt blame me
You a dog and you know it, you just play sweet
Your baby mama captions always screaminā, āSave meā
You did her dirty all your life, you tryna make peace
I heard that one of āem little kids might be Dave Freeeeeeeeeeeeees
Donāt make it Dave Freeās
āCause if your GM is your BM secret BD
Then this is all makinā plenty fuckinā sense to me
Ay, let that shorty breathe
Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees
Hands on your knees, hands on your knees
Shake that ass for Drake, now shake that ass for free
Yuh, yeah
Well, not that kind of free, Iām talkinā ābout my ā¦ Dave
Your man a lilā K, we call that shit a mini Dracā
He always said I overlooked him, I was starinā straight
These bars go over Kenny head, no matter what I say
I know you like to keep it short, so let me paraphrase
Knew it was smoke when Abel hit us with the serenade
ā¦ said, āUh, uhā
Almost started reachinā for my waist
Drop, drop, drop, drop
Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot
Drop a fifty bag, 29 for the thot
Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it-
Yeah
Beat 2
Letās stop playinā around and take this shit serious, man
ā¦ is a joke, I take it serious, though
Yeah, look
If Drake shooters doinā TikToks, ā¦
Realest shooter in your gang
Thatās Pās brother, yāall aināt getting shit shot, ā¦
I canāt listen to the stick talk in falsetto
Save it for a hip-hop ā¦, you donāt even be at home, dog
You a souvenir out-the-gift-shop, ā¦
Still mad about that one ho
We aināt even fuck, I just lip-locked with her
I get active when itās wartime
I aināt even really let my dick drop, ā¦
What the fuck I heard Rick drop, ā¦?
Talkinā somethinā ābout a nose job, ā¦
Ozempic got a side effect of jealousy
And doctor never told yāall ā¦
Put a ā¦ in the bars, let a ā¦ rot
Kind of like your old job, ā¦
House sittinā on some land
But itās out where no one even really know yāall ā¦
Bitches gotta drive two hours āfore you pay āem
Just to give a blowjob, ā¦
Mustāve snorted up a snowball
āCause my last record deal was 400 Mās
These days, thatās a low ball, ā¦
Ay
Whoās next on the list?
Which one of my so-called ā¦
Which one of my so-called ā¦
Which one of my so-called ā¦
Need a shell from the clip?
Always knew I had to smoke yāall ā¦
good kid, m.A.A.d city van
Weāll pop the latch and make the door slide
Tears runninā down my cheek
Laughinā at you pussies dyinā, itās a war cry
Weeknd music gettinā played in all the spots
Where boys got a little more pride
Thatās why all your friends dippinā to Atlanta
Payinā just to find a tour guide
Abel, run your fuckinā bread
Need to buy some more chains for some more guys
Let me find another street ā¦
I can take to the game courtside
Let me get a used Ferrari for a rapper
Take the ā¦ on a horse ride
Anything to take the spotlight off the fact
The boss is a drugged-out lilā
Punk sissy from the Northside
Rakim talkinā shit again
Gassed ācause you hit my BM first
ā¦, do the math, who I was hittinā then?
I aināt even know you rapped still
āCause they only talkinā ābout your āfit again
Probably gotta have a kid again
āFore you think of droppinā any shit again
Even when you do drop, they gonā say
You shouldāve modeled ācause itās mid again
Smokinā Fenty ābout it
Shouldāve put you on the first one, tryna get it in
Ask Fring if this a good idea
The next time you cuddled in that bed again
Sheāll even tell you, āLeave the boy alone
'Fore you get your head split againā
Pluto shit make me sick to my stomach
We aināt never really been through it
Leland Wayne, he a fuckinā lame
So I know he had to be an influence
These ā¦ had a plan and they finally
Found a way to rope you into it
Two separate albums dissinā
I just did a Kim to it, ā¦, skim through it
Me and Savage had the hoes drippinā wet at shows
Almost had to swim to it
K.Dot shit is only hittinā hard when
Baby Keem put his pen to it
Ross callinā me the white boy
And the shit kind of got a ring to it
āCause all these rappers wavinā white flags
While the whole fuckinā club sing to it
Murder scene on your man tonight
Then come to the vigil with the candlelight
Body after fuckinā body and you know Rick
Readinā my Miranda rights
Iām goinā on vacation now, I hope next time
Yāall plan it right
āCause you gotta pay for sayinā my name
Guess now ā¦ understand the price, ā¦,
what? (6ix)
Beat 3
Ay, Kendrick just opened his mouth
Someone go hand him a Grammy right now
Where is your uncle at?
āCause I wanna talk to the man of the house
West Coast ā¦ do fades, right?
Come get this ass whoopinā, Iām handinā āem out
You wanna take up for Pharrell?
Then come get his legacy out of my house
A cease-and-desist is for hoes
Canāt listen to lies that come out of your mouth
You called the Tupac estate
And begged āem to sue me and get that shit down
Iām losinā perspective on beef
Boi-1da send beat and Iāll kill you for fun
Your daddy got robbed by Top
You Stunna and Wayne, like father, like son
Anthony set up the plays, Kojo be charginā
You double for nothinā
They shook about what Iāma say
But textinā your phone like, āWe already wonā
You tell me what I shouldnāt say
But fuck it, my ā¦, itās already done
We already know itās a twenty-v-one
We already know why you went number one
Itās clearly because of The Boy
The honorable thing is to give me the loot
You right about āFuck the big threeā
Itās only Big D, and thereās video proof
Our sons should go play at the park
Two light skin kids, that shit would be cute
Unless you donāt want to be seen
With anyone that isnāt Blacker than you
We get it, we got it
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
We get that you like to put gin in your juice
We get that you think that you Bishop in Juice
When you put your hands on your girl
Is it self-defense ācause she bigger than you?
Your back is up against the curb
You digginā for dirt, should be digginā for proof
Why did you move to New York?
Is it ācause you livinā that bachelor life?
Proposed in 2015
But donāt wanna make her your actual wife
Iām guessinā this wedding aināt happeninā, right?
āCause we know the girls that you actually like
Your darkest secrets are cominā to light
Itās all on your face, like what happened to Mike
Oh, shit, itās all makinā sense
Maybe Iām Prince and you actually Mike
Michael was prayinā his features would change
So people believe that heās actually white
Top would make you do features for change
Get on pop records and rap for the whites
And, wait, you say your brother Jermaine
But you wanted him to stay out of the light
Oh, shit, just follow me, right?
āCause nothinā you sayinā could bother me, right?
I get off the plane and nothing has changed
I head to Delilah with all of my ice
Head to Delilah with all of my ice
Head to Delilah with all of my ice
This shit gotta be over by now
For anyone out here thatās calling it, right?
Youāre dead
Ya dead, Ya dead
Thereās nowhere to hide, thereās nowhere to hide
You know what I mean
They hired a crisis management team
To clean up the fact that you beat on your queen
The picture you painted aināt what it seem
Ya dead