Solo DJ - Shottas (feat. Bean1k & Tkm Toolie)

You niggas be bitches, no time for discussions you talk with your chest in
No time for debates, address or get stepped on
Bang with yo stick get chalked like a white board
You niggas be phony I'm screaming free tony you niggas be snakes
Free smoke for you niggas throwing flags on the play
Say you gonna get me to step
And stepping on who
Willie you a bitch I ain't never been scared of you
He say he want pressure, I say I want smoke
And bitch I'm the realist and you is no goat
You know how it is you know how it go
I stepped on yo bitch ass we went toe to toe
It's bean and I'm bout to pop off
No pop out
When I get these bands ima rock out
These niggas act dumm like a drop out
You step to me wrong you get knocked out
Ye like Debo
Niggas be singing like cello
85 on me not Tebow
Got a girl downtown she do it like Rico Nasty
I'm saying she ratchet but classy
I eat on that pussy she don't gotta ask me
She ride on that dick like a taxi
Swallow them kids in the back seat
Of the rova
When you leave she calling me over
I'm breaking her back I'm gripping her shloders
Why do y'all boy act like y'all want smoke
You hit this gas and you know you gon' choke
Hanging round' with them slimes yea you know I'm talking killers
Yea they gon wipe ya nose
I ain't never been a school boy
But Im still teaching these lessons like ima teacher or sum
Lil shawty tryna talk to me but she gotta man's
Hit her once then pass her to my brudda nem
They be like DJ why you rap like that
Why you flow like that
Man I don't really know
I got toolie on my left and bean on my right
Yea you know that they gon blow sum
I'm all in ya girl and I know that she having the time of her life
And she say that I do it better
And she say that I treat her better
Whatchu doin' wrong
They gon' say I'm rude but I don't really care
If I got something on my chest then ima get it off
Throw up q's cause you know it's qbe
Yea them boys said I should've been on
Why is ya shawty all up on my phone
She texting my phone talking abt meet me
Throwing B's cause you know what it is
Don't call me yo brudda if you don't my name
Call up wild child best believe he gon blow sum
One false move might end up being yo last move
Rolling up the dead opp in the wood right now
Ha yea I'm talking about dae dae
Shawty talking about that she gonna send somebody for me
Yea you know I ain't never scared
Running up that's gon be yo last time running up on somebody
Hit ya girl from back, she be telling me DJ don't pull tracks
She be telling me how I make ha wet
I ain' een finna cap I be ducking these girls like they one time
I know that he hurt
Cuz he seen me all up in his ole lady phone
When I'm done with ha ima pass ha back to you like nothing really happened

Written by:
Donye' Johnson

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