Tattle-Tale lyrics

[Verse 1: Rawood]
VVS diamonds, you get your sh*t straight out of C.V.S
Strictly G rated, and I ain't talking 'bout no P.B.S
I know he a snitch, he was pointing with his index finger
I up the chop and spread his ass like Windex cleaner
Begging stalky, getting c*cky, think he Brock [?]
Smoking hella dope, I'm getting high, plus I'm getting chetter
You gotta understand that to this sh*t, [?] levels
I'm coming hard on every beat, I'm stepping on the petal
Red dot beam on his head, looking like a freckle
Til I've got a clean million in the bank, then I won't settle
Now a days I see O.D., I'm not a [?]
My weed burn smoothly, his crackles
I'ma be jental with the package, 'cause it's fradgal
My baby ship the bird, and it came straight from Seattle
The OG's take my word, they know I would never taddle
I'm tryna flip this work, and put my baby in a castle

[Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug]
I was a different type of baby, a kid, I didn't taddle tale
I told the b*tch I'm getting bread, real casual
I came home early from court, I ain't have to tell
Fake thugs ain't got no money for bail, so they had to tell
I ain't gon' lie, I only want head, that pus*y average as hell
[?] lion [?]
[?] I can't tell
The only thing make me happier [?] when I got mail
I'ma keep getting money, you stay broke, you better face the facts
I said I got a loaf, [?] I ain't just rapping
This nhigga [?] capping
b*tches tryna pay for meat from me, 'cause I'm they favorite rapper