Kinta - Zero Tolerance

WeMakeBangerz
We always make bangers, haha
JBFlyBoi, you bitch
Ok
Bitch I'm zero tolerance I get it from my mama (Yeah)
You bitches love talking always starting up some drama (Why?)
I'm tryna get a comma (Ok)
You finna feel some trauma (Ok)
So don't try me with me with anything I'll blow up like Osama
But wait (What?)
That line's a little basic
But rappers can't see that, I think they all need LASIK
But they all get a placement, when they all on some fake shit
I'm staying real until I die even though you hoes can't face it
A lot of niggas want me to die but my life they can't take it
Cause all these niggas are pussy talking tough why do you fake it? (Why?)
But if you talking down on me my niggas got heat for the baking (Ok)
Burn down your whole block (Ok)
And I don't want to stop (Ok)
You better call the cops (Alright)
You better text your mom
And tell her that you love her
Cause you're not going home
But she didn't see your text while she was giving me dome
All this shit is for nothing you should've left me alone (Bitch)
We got the drop on you now, I'm peeping from the drone
You can't stop us on the prowl, we're creeping on you clones
You sound alike rappers
Dress alike rappers (Bitch)
Doing anything for some press type rappers
Pushing everything for some hype ass rappers
There is no clout for you to smoke and get high
Clout is a hell of a drug, most niggas who take it die
And you ain't shit but a bug, I'll step and make you cry
But wait
Let me switch the flow, get on the piano
Try me and the brothers, we'll kill you and your bro
I don't care for hoes, all these bitches slow
Fuck all that talking, I'm really on go
Cause people only talk, when they need cash
Did you stream my music? No? You can kiss my ass (Bitch)
You can eat a dick actually, eat ten
Fuck a new watch I'm tryna cop Big Ben
Fuck all these people they don't care about Ken (They don't)
Always asking for shit but still say they make bread
So stop passing my shit, I'll put lyrics on your head
At least get me stream money if you want to get fed
Ha, bitch
Better stream some shit pussy
Don't send shots I'll throw them back like a boomerang
Trying to clone me bitch, I must be Gucci Mane
I must be zero tolerance, I don't wanna talk
I been silent for so long but in my songs I don't give a fuck (I don't)
I might get offensive, you'll get a little bent
At least I'm comprehensive when I'm talking all this shit
I be observing all your lies, you think I'm a dumb bitch? (The fuck?)
Looking in your eyes all I see is a goofy
Don't be surprised I'm cutting ties, I'm going ghost like the movie
While fake fucks fake cry acting like they fucking knew me

Written by:
Joshua Bates, Kenneth Miller

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