Rap Sheet lyrics

[Intro: Young Devyn]
Grr, baow
Woo
Uh, yeah
Baby G.O.A.T
Yeah, look (Woo)

[Chorus: Young Devyn]
Since you wanted some clout I'ma give it to you (Yeah)
If your girl in the spot, she get hit with you too (Grr)
Don't let me show what my hittas could do (Woo, woo)
Oh, you speakin' on what? Let me hear who you boomed
And this ain't no rap beef, sit 'em down like a kid in a back seat (Boom-boom, boom-boom)
All of that fussin' but never could @ me (Ayy, listen)
Don't need a song to go pull up my rap sheet (Baow)

[Verse 1: Young Devyn]
Look, I don't even entertain the gossip (Woo)
But the pillow talkin' gotta stop it (What?)
That's the way you get turned to a spliff
Since you thinkin' you lit, now we smokin' on nonsense (What?)
I can't go back and forth with a kid, if I call up the Cig, then you know he gon' flock it (Grrah, grrah)
Hearin' rumors 'bout things that I did that I don't evеn know, like I must be unconscious (Woo)
You see how I bop differеnt, they is not winnin', so they bringin' up cap
Most of they homies is not livin', put some shots in 'em, now that boy wanna rap (Boom-boom)
All of my oppas be dry snitchin', he tried to front so we wet up his back (Grr, baow)
And I call my ooter the side hitta 'cause the way that he dump, he be quick to attach (Woo, woo)
Mention my name for clout (What?)
People be talk 'til I run in they mouth (Yeah)
Since I'm the topic of all the discussion, I came through your block just to see what it's 'bout (Yeah)
Shawty was dissin', I heard she a leg, catch her in traffic, I'm walkin' her out (No cap)
I'm makin' it clear and I said what I said, got my foot on they neck like I'm stompin' 'em out
I do not stop, focus
Keep a chop 'cause I am not goin' (No way)
Pretty shawty, I'ma vibe, motion (Woo)
Said you love me, I'm like, "I know this, huh"
Went from the hood to be posted by Cardi (Cardi)
Hop out the cut with the gang and a Barbie (Grr)
Up it for Zelle, they you know that's my heartbeat
Washin' 'em up like doin' the laundry
I know they want me diminishin'
Put your favorite rapper right on citizen (Baow)
We do not post in nothin', we was spinnin' in (Woo)
Reach in my coat and show 'em how to live again
I only rap about it 'cause I'm livin' it, huh
This is a message so they understand (No kizzy)
For the ones that gon' always keep talkin'
Can't tell if you hatin', you love me or fans (Ha)
Goofy
[Chorus: Young Devyn & Kenzo B]
Since you wanted some clout I'ma give it to you (Grr, baow)
If your girl in the spot, she get hit with you too
Don't let me show what my hittas could do (Woo, woo, woo)
Oh, you speakin' on what? Let me hear who you boomed
And this ain't no rap beef (Yeah)
Sit 'em down like a kid in a back seat (Grrah, grrah)
All of that fussin' but never could @ me (Tell 'em Kenzo B [?])
Don't need a song to go pull up my rap sheet, look

[Verse 2: Kenzo B]
b*tches irrelevant (Facts)
Prove your point, come show me who you better
b*tches is rookies, only hang with veterans
Za got a kick, I need it like my medicine
And we been spinnin' and we been drillin' (On God)
Now we older, tryna move with elegance
I'ma come out of retirement, I'ma start firin' (Grrah)
Catch a b*tch droppin' my set again
On bro like, "Where the f*ck is the oppas?" (Like)
Me and Dev" two chops, two shottas (Like what?)
Thinkin' sh*t sweet, we take her off the roster (On God)
Now she can't breathe and that b*tch need a doctor (No cap)
And real always recognize real
I could tell when a b*tch on that sh*t like she been in the field
Half of you b*tches ain't been on a drill (Grrah, grrah)
And I don't gotta bloom, I'll make a b*tch a deal (Grrah, grrah, boom), n*ggas talkin' that
And I'm heavy on loyalty, n*ggas be preachin' and fakin' that (on God)
When they say they gon' ride, they just sayin' that (Grr)
You ain't gon' slide, gotta go, I ain't playin' that, b*tches is soft
If a b*tch try to front, take her man, I'ma show 'em a boss
And a b*tch can't compete 'cause she already list and he all like, n*gga, of course
It's the hound and the G.O.A.T, we go dumb actin' up like we animals (Grrah, grrah)
And the way that we eatin' these b*tches up daily these b*tches would think we was hannibal (Grrah, grrah, boom)
And I hate when a b*tch try act like she hate you but really that b*tch is fan of you
Tell that girl, "Suck a di*k" and I added the, "Please" and it's just so they know I got manners too (On God)
Top dawg, I'm the b*tch they gon' answer too (Grrah)
n*ggas be panickin'
How they active ain't puttin' no damage in?
Claim they don't hide when we slide n*ggas be vanishin'
He don't die? Bet them hollows gon' damage him
And them b*tches always wanna rap beef
But I'm gettin' too lit to respond
Got these b*tches pressed, it got me mad weak
Said they lookin' for me, I am not hard to find, b*tch