Wizzy Snow - Beef

Yeen ain't even got enough guns
So why in tf would I beef
He said he don't think that I'm sliding for mine
Gotta better chance talking to Jesus
I came up from robbing and trapping young nigga
So a young nigga play with them pieces
Im dropping the ice in the mix so fast
You'll think that a young nigga freezed it
Bitch trying fuck push up lets get it
If the thong don't match pussy bitch I ain't wit it
Im throwing them racks at the muhfuccing ceiling
Still making it rain while we fucking on digits
Be shooting at niggas
Be fucking on bitches
Be whipping these foreigns it ain't even rented
Still chasing these niggas I aint even kill em
Get split like bananas right after I peel him
You Crip you Blood i'm never going get it
Ima rich young thug the money ain't fitting
I still lock Cs with my muhfuccin bloods
Cause they fuck with a young nigga business
I still sell drugs with my muhfuccin bloods
Cause they say that a young nigga gifted
Its so many guns that they call me the plug
And I tell em I ain't even with it
If a bitch wanna play its cool you next
Fuck 2 glocks bitch I need two techs
I need two uzi
I need two Macs
Im aiming that FN at mother fucking necks
She wanna fuck but that pussy ain't good
I told her I came for that muhfuccin neck
My father got locked and he left me the k
The next morning he called told me pick up the vest
I was broke I aint have me a bitch
Feening for money I ain't have me a fix
Stunna pulled up and he hand me the zip
The very next morning I hit me a lick
Bitch if I clean out the store than we sliding to P
Cause P know that i'm needing a flip
Bitch I aint know how to hit it
Ain't fuck with my niggas
Said fuck it and picked up the whip
Push up to the store and we making it fast
I switch out the tags on the muhfuccin whip
Im flushing my gun and i'm switching the clip
Still clicking that bitch til they bring me the whip
I ain't the type to keep rapping with niggas
Im aiming that beam at yah muhfuccin lip
Niggas be hating in love with these bitches Im fucking
They mad cause they fuccing a Crip
Yeen ain't even got enough guns
So why in tf would I beef
He said he don't think that I'm sliding for mine
Gotta better chance talking to Jesus
I came up from robbing and trapping young nigga
So a young nigga play with them pieces
Im dropping the ice in the mix so fast
You'll think that a young nigga freezed it
Bitch trying fuck push up lets get it
If the thong don't match pussy bitch I ain't wit it
Im throwing them racks at the muhfuccing ceiling
Still making it rain while we fucking on digits
Be shooting at niggas
Be fucking on bitches
Be whipping these foreigns it ain't even rented
Still chasing these niggas I aint even kill em
Get split like bananas right after I peel him

Written by:
Daejwon Manley

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