Untitled 3 lyrics

[Verse]
Keep fronting when you know I keep the semi there
I'm the real meaning of bang, bang anywhere (Anywhere)
And I can't be compared, I let this sh*t [?]
I keep a full clip of lead in my machine
And they ain't jamming on me 'cause they're regularly cleaned
And I'm heavily [?]
Plus I got the metal that you n*ggas always talk about but never even seen
And you don't want the beef to go further
n*ggas talk, but they ain't about that murder, murder
I'm a [?] merger
I get that sh*t together with the food that's a lot different from chips and burgers (Hah)
All you pricks are worthless
I got n*ggas on the strip that'll strip you worthless
Same sh*t's getting flipped with the cheapest bargain
Now the streets ain't the same 'cause we hurt the market
I'ma eat regardless
Spare No-1's hardest, no bullsh*t artists
Hear the sickest again
'Cause the way I put it down
I make n*ggas wanna hurry and go pick up a pen (A pen)
n*ggas are serious p*ssed at me
Tryna boost their vocabs by picking words out a dictionary
n*ggas hating and dissing me
n*ggas that I used to be cool with [?]
Plus they look at me differently
If you got a problem then pop with me
n*ggas [?] me
You're just talking a lot to me
Better take your best shot at me
I'll grab the pumpy and [?]
'll run up on your crib and shoot up your property (Ooh)
Yeah I'm that cold
My crack sh*t is hot like a lightbulb
Ain't Jim Jones but I'll let the guns blow (Blow)
Let the clip go (Go)
I'm the sh*t bro