How - cB, Y.CB

Don’t take it personal, it’s just business

Mazza, wagwan?

How the fuck can this beef get squashed?

Do you know how many niggas been got?

Would you risk your life for the gang?

Or would you run if it got on tops?

What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh

And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?

Last year it was ride non stop

This year suttin' already got dropped

How the fuck can this beef get squashed?

Do you know how many niggas been got?

Would you risk your life for the gang?

Or would you run if it got on tops?

What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh

And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?

Last year it was ride non stop

This year suttin' already got-got

Yeah, we put corn in clips

Just like I put corn in your bredrin

Get man down for my 7s

We do drills and we ain’t repentin'

This bruck back comin' all hefty

Don’t need no sweets, got plenty

Last time I stepped 'round there was like last week

And I left it messy

If a dinger’s dead then I’m jumpin' in

And I’ll take that risk

If I see that punk, I swear I won’t miss

Yeah, I’ll turn man spliff

They just hide and rap, and they’re touchin' kids

I feel to touch man’s sis

Nah, they ain’t on nu’n, made that pussy run

When I touch my hip

This is real life rap but I ain’t no rapper

I really live what I speak

We invest in waps and we make that crash

I’m a addict for beef

I don’t need to pretend, it was me who shot at your friends

They see me live in the flesh

Forget their balls, wouldn’t think they’re men

Got beef with gems, don’t lack before you meet your end

How the fuck can this beef get squashed?

Do you know how many niggas been got?

Would you risk your life for the gang?

Or would you run if it got on tops?

What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh

And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?

Last year it was ride non stop

How the fuck can this beef get squashed?

Do you know how many niggas been got?

Would you risk your life for the gang?

Or would you run if it got on tops?

What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh

And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?

Last year it was ride non stop

This year suttin' already got-got

This beef can never get squashed

We apply that pressure, we ain’t gonna stop

YB, that’s blood for him

I’ll slap that wap bare hands, no gloves

Bareback that, lean out and buss

Last time I got 'round, suttin' got touched

Truss, no fuss when we ride of punks

Tell me the beef ain’t fun

Pop them doors, we chase 'cause the opp boys run

Free CB, C1, too tappy

Real life booters, I claim the gladly

Snizz, Ramz, bros in the can

I put in on my life that they get slappy

Sweets in the mash, I’m slappin' out candy

Old school days, used to do it in cabby’s

Free T.I., Nattz and Dazzy

Can’t forget Blackz, he drills with waps

Go ask the opps how their friend turned pack

Catch AM’s, attempted kill

If there’s no skeng though, stainless steel

He trips, I’ll show him the beef is real

I’m the reason his juice got spilled

Left him wet when I made him squeal

Got the twin barrel dots, no Jack and Jill

Two pops, how the fuck can this beef get squashed?

(How the fuck can this beef

get squashed?)

Do you know how many niggas been got?

Would you risk your life for the gang?

Or would you run if it got on tops?

What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh

And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?

Last year it was ride non stop

How the fuck can this beef get squashed?

Do you know how many niggas been got?

Would you risk your life for the gang?

Or would you run if it got on tops?

What do you know 'bout being on bail for a shh

And still out 'ere lettin' it pop?

Last year it was ride non stop

This year suttin' already got-got