Diss

Pull up in that Cadillac/ All Black/ Murdered out

Full cup drinking jack making raps first words out

Dope niggas locked up 4 year rap drought

You are more like young thug/ wear a blouse and say curse words

So shut your mouth and swallow your own words

 

Its construction season you about to get torn down

like a dilapidated building/ you are going to fall now

but if you fall and im not around do you even make a sound/ do you?

 

Cooking up/ on all my stoves,/ flooded out/ making dope

Cooking up/ on all my stoves,/ hundred people/ wanting coke

hiding dodging boobing weaving trying not to get smoked

Blew the fuck up in white clouds/ of thick snow

I got coke to go/ straight from Cocomo

Now in the ghetto tweekin off a the blow

Triple my money up in Chicago

 

Now I got you on the ropes begging for your life

Matter a fact I dreamed that I lived twice

Living in a gangsta’s paradise/ You... No were in sight

 

getting royalty herb, call me the toke king

you just a hobbit/ J.R.R Tolkien

Harder than granite, hoes know I'm coming/ but when you come out all the hoes go running

 

do not play with me I will tear off your face boy

Go Freddy Kruger and put you into your place boy

this aint little league

aint no tee ball season

this is one upper cut to take you off your feet for no reason

 

People love lil Yatchy I hate you though

Once upon a time not long ago

you were starting out in this rap game

started with no name and ended up the same

 

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Your bitch: So stupid I gotta dumb shit down

Drop offs and pick ups we moving now pounds

Dont want to get locked up inside the dog pound

wanna make my momma proud now

coming from a family were im the oldest child

must be wise or I might get exiled

Things can get wild / Yea Things can get wild