Beezyx2 - M.D.

They say I'm slept on
Please don't step wrong
This melodic drill
I'll get a nigga stepped on
Headstone
You misdirected
Betta correct it
(Ok ok)
This fully effective
It get yo head split
Hard hitter it shoot lead brick
Let take a lead trip
Don't play with mines that'll be yo last lick
Pictures on my side be yo last flick
Try and take my watch that'll be his last tic
Big steppa pool puddle
I rock big drip
Youngest out my letter for
my dawgs ima big pit
Constantly counting money nigga
I be on big shit
At the bnb
On dnd
I love that read shit
Red cup of what
Sober kid
So I ain't never near the blunt
Kick it with the guys
In the fleid Practicing punts
How you out the same day
Interrogation last month
Come on
You ratin
Held solid Coulda made sum happen
Stay silent then all them cases would vanish
Can't come back to the block niggas banish
My momma had feed you but you couldn't manage
You tearing you family's you doin real damage
Remember the day we was counting up cabbage
Now when I see you the feelin so sadning
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I done turned up
If he play both side that'll get 'em burnt up
If he too close to my face ima hurt bruh
My guys don't play if he too close they might murk em
Then laugh bout it later AAHHAA the gon smurk him
They gon dirt him
Now all his guys tryna merch him
He on a shirt damn
Couldn't even wait a week and they made merch outta him
All these niggas really weak not real from where I am
They say I'm slept on
Please don't step wrong
This melodic drill
I'll get a nigga stepped on
Headstone
You misdirected
Betta correct it
(Ok ok)
This fully effective
It get yo head split
Hard hitter it shoot lead brick
Let take a lead trip
Don't play with mines that'll be yo last lick
Pictures on my side be yo last flick
Try and take my watch that'll be his last tic
Big steppa pool puddle
I rock big drip
Youngest out my letter for
my dawgs ima big pit
Constantly counting money nigga
I be on big shit

Written by:
Braylen Womack

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