Keep Dumpin' (feat. General Rizz)

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Ayo Eddie, you could suck my dick
Rizzy gon' pull up and empty the clip
Like stop, you need to stop hitting up my bitch
If I catch you in traffic, I'm making it lit
I'm taking that trip
Ayo Jake, you a bitch
Slide through with the blick and I'm letting it rip
What the f*ck did you do?
You ain't never take a risk
I'm done giving you all that clout
Talk shit, get hit in your mouth
All you do is cry and stalk my account
If you really about it, then slide through my town
Call up Rizz, he slide with a blicky
Call up Chow, he letting off sixty
You be lacking, you don't keep a sitchy
My trigger finger is starting to get real itchy
They talking shit but they act like they like me
If you about it, come do it like Nike
Got ice on my neck, now I'm talking real spicy
You lame as f*ck, if you about it, come fight me
Hit 'em like Pac
My ooter gon' spin with a knock
Don't give a f*ck, we knock off his top
Hyping your album, that shit going to flop
Like damn, like glah, what the f*ck you be talking about bitch?
If I call up my ooters, they slide with a Ruger, my brodie gon' f*ck up your outfit
Why the f*ck you be stalking my girl, she don't f*ck with you, you just want the clout bitch
Keep talking that shit, we upping the blick, these bullets make you sit down no couch shit
Glah, glah, glah, keep dumping
If I catch 'em in person, they running Hallow tips going to rip right through his stomach
Glah, glah, glah, keep dumping
Scared him so much, now his heart get to jumping
Pull up on you, I know you ain't on nothing
Yo MK, pass me the sitchy
Let me know who really fucking with Rizzy
He fast on the feet so I'm calling him Sonic
Like bitch I'm the bomb, I'm talking atomic
Been humbling n***** since I was a jit
Like why these n***** always on my dick?
Like dumb as a brick, they got no logic
If I want it, I got to have it, got to get it
Spending this money, I got to admit it
Dark hair jacket, can't forget the fitted
When I'm smoking that gas it be having me livid
Bitch I'm shaking my shoulders, I felt a lil chill
We spinning the block, let's go on a drill
These n***** is shitty, I'm calling 'em caca
You silly as f*ck, you f*ck with a baba
Like glah, glah, glah, keep dumping
You getting me mad, you pushing my buttons
F*ck all the talking, you ain't on nothing
N***** be thinking I'm sweet, til the glock got 'em running
He huffing and puffing
Bitch I'm a demon, go kuu with this shits
Put up your dukes, we using the fists like
Give me the Gellato, I know what it hit like
Just being honest, you know I'm the shit right?
Speak on my name, you get hit in your shit like
Look at the drip, they calling me wavy
My n***** go crazy
I'm rocking this n****, I call him a baby
These n***** my sons like Phoenix
Who bigger than us, who really competing?
N***** be thinking they hot
Like what?
Lil n**** you not
F*ck around, get put in a box
Hothead n****, been moving on hots
Word to my mother, I can't be stopped
Like glah, glah, glah, glah, boom
I'm going back in, I'ma kill this shit
Like give me a year, I'm going to be rich
These n***** they hate, why?
Jump off a bridge, lil n**** just die
N***** be talking, it's pissing me off
F*ck with the Rizz, I really go hard
Word to my mother, I'm really a
Star
These n***** is dirt, they got no bars
Get off my body, bitch
Slide on a car, I feel like I'm Bobby
Jersey my state, and Newark's my city
If the glock jam up, he get beat with a semi
Automatic
It's big RNS, you know what I'm jacking
My ooters on go, they ready for action
He got no grip, he ran out of traction

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