With The Dogs
S0K0
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He see me up and that boy he pissed All of yo diamonds ain't shit, don't gliss Bro sipping mud he ain't sipping no brisk I got rocks on my neck, I got racks on my wrist I drop some racks on me, drop some racks on my bitch I been up in the stu' I been making these hits These people be copy they sound like my kids We ain't rocking no Kith, we rocking Balenci' When I pop out don't get in my way, I ain't friendly Walked into Prada and dropped a whole ten piece Got all my shit it ain't shit you could lend me This a SRT engine you got a normal ass hemi AR chop finna take it off semi Talking 'bout me you on crack like Demi That boy be acting go give his ass a Emmy Hey, damn Lil' S0K0 snapping give his lil' ass a Grammy You so ass ya mom should've took a Plan B Gucci backpack not a motherfucking fanny I just made twenty racks now I'm feeling dandy If you don't f*ck with my energy then ban me I be what I want, he just be what he can be Bitch I'm too sweet like some motherfucking candy Hey, hey Bitch I'm too sweet like a skittle I'm at the top y'all lil' boys in the middle Only take shots I don't even need to dribble I got blue hundreds you got that green like a pickle Y'all playing foul, finna go get the whistle That chop give 'em early dismissal Drop bombs on a beat I feel like a missile Lil' S0K0 a goat hell nah you can't miss him In the city balling, yeah, I feel like a Piston Diamonds be flooded love watching 'em glisten My neck yellow gold that shit look like I'm pissing They say I'm a goat that's a fact I ain't missing Lil' bro fell off chasing clout and dissing Clean this shit up like I'm doing the dishes I hang with sharks, bitch, you hang with the fishes Hang with the dogs them boys like Hellhounds I get my racks get it quick then I gotta bounce You talking shit like you here but you not around Talk like you rich but you can't pull a dollar out I walked in Prada fully racked and I bought it out I wanted the bag so I went in and sought it out He ran up on me acting hard so we fought it out They ask how I kill it every time, I ain't thought it out I just do it off the top, no pen And my bitch not no nine, she a ten SRT tint so dark you can't see what I'm in We ain't taking no L's everyday I'ma win Y'all boys switching up, y'all like Flynn You not my ganger, definitely not my twin You not my mans, nah, you not my kin I walk in and light it up y'all too dim Yeah, huh, turn up the brightness They see me flexing don't like it I see yo picture on IG, you a bitch so I won't like it Talking that shit you won't say it just type it Knew you was gon' switch, yeah, I'm something like a psychic Getting shit off my chest, where the mic is And if you don't like this shit go take a hike bitch Yeah, get the f*ck out of here Lil' bro please just vanish These people they act like they on shit Honesty I really can't stand it I might go flood out that Patek then bust down that Rollie You finna blow, that's what my bro told me Y'all boys broke, y'all is not my homies Y'all not my gang, y'all do not really know me No, you is stupid as f*ck Get in my bag and make music a bunch This little stick, this bitch do got a punch We chill in the back and all you do is front I'm flexing and flossing all day I just really go stunt Stomping you out only time I kick no I don't punt I eat this beat up for lunch I eat this beat up for breakfast Want SRT I don't f*ck with a Lexus Tell lil' bro you can get beat like Nexus Need a house in Cali, need a house in Texas Need a house in Florida then okay, what's next bitch I done made racks just off my sketches I'm checking everything off of the checklist I feel like the shit so no, you cannot check this, uh Yeah lil' bitch I'm a big goat If you don't know 'bout me go ask yo bitch bro Big ass AR this bitch big as a hippo Light his ass up man it feel like a disco People they talking I don't give a shit though Shooting my shots and hell nah I can't miss bro They taking that shit but they really on tip though Shot him in the stomach now it hurt, he need Pepto Bismol Uh, hit him in the stomach now that shit upset Whole lot of racks got some I ain't touch yet Lil' bro got hit with sticks like a drum set I'm getting racks and I ain't even up yet You want some shit from me tell 'em come get Bitch I just started hell nah I ain't done yet Talking 'bout hits but you ain't made one yet
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