New school lyrics

[Verse 1: Minus]

[Verse 2: Z of firing squad]
Tell me when its time and I can drum and get em
I could drug a motherf*cker body on the floor
Lie upon di*kies check my history he block busy
Drummed and again who the f*ck tryna diss me
Thanks
Piranha in the face
You can sign up with your friends put a camera on the breaks
Brain
Who the f*ck wanna bang we don’t do it for the fame
Homie do it for the fan
Call me Mr please wanna spit with me like just a simple cypher
It’s like sip of weed
I tell em slow down hit the magazine
And when they talk the side show wolverine
I bully rings and pick up and beats until they pulverise
Like the pus*y beat
That’s my b*tch I beef
I soak the sheets and let her triple flipper and f*ck her weak
Now let me walk in to the studio talking MMA with a pistol pool
Burnt face it’s off with this sh*t his ruling
Still not sure if my mental cool
But f*ck it I’m on juggernaut I hit my plug a lot cause my product moving
See me in the street I’m probably oven hot
Tryna bubble cop pull up and who was who
I have four 4 5’s and they over saw
One 12 and a 5 f*ck a super ?shrewd?
Live my life like f*ck the rules I’ll put a thousand whole mines in this badass swoop
It’s no lie here but that show live and I’m headlining this sh*t is lit
It’s time to move this product baby
Got a backpack full of party sh*t
[Verse 3: Minus]