KEEP HIM IN DANGER (ft. C@$H) lyrics

[ Intro: Hysteria ]
He wanna talk, send the blades.
No child sh*t, this ain't no beyblades.
He wants to get hit with the spray spray.
He better shut up, and pray, stay.
Killing him in his grave.
You better behave or you ain't safe.

[ Verse 1: Hysteria ]
P-POP OUT and hit him with a clip spray.
Wait, what the hell the b*tch say ?
HE BETTER STAY IN PLACE, this no play play.
Only conversate with the other gang if its about THE LOOT.
I'll shoot some truth in you, take a different route.
Got them sipping a shroom POTION,
now they don't know sh*t.
I keep screaming to these demons but they don't help me.
You not healthy cause I'm in your head RENT FREE.
You hella selfish, take a selfie, gg.
They tuck on my sh*t, f*ck off my di*k.
Thick b*tch, hit switch, rich snitch, witch itch, GLITCH MIX.
Not even taking this serious, you clowns hideous.
I'm mysterious, you oblivious
You devious cause you ain't direct, incorrect.
Obvious I'm a genius that's why you envious, hilarious.
I fill different areas cause I'm various, so furious.
YOU CURIOUS ON HOW IM SO GLORIOUS.
IM NOTORIOUS THATS WHY IM VICTORIOUS.
I CREATE A THESIS TO THE POINT YOU A FETUS.
I'm a glitch in the matrix, electrics to my lyrics, physics to these critics .
THIS sh*t COMES FROM THE HEART.
THESE BARS YOU BETTER PICK IT APART.
THESE CRITICS b*tchIN, HOW ORIGINAL.
How many times do I gotta tell y'all I haven't reached the pinnacle, I may tell myself that but I'm just being minimal.
oh, oh, oh, OH, OH, f*ck.
sh*t, b*tch, CLIT, QUICK, KICK, di*k, SIP, SLIP.
Get out my ship, I'm on my own wave.
Crashed b*tch, we yelling may day.
This yo fault cause I was on my own track, road, trail, wave.
Now you stealing sh*t, yo I spit in the pit, you better quit before I hit this b*tch with her clit.
Fit this di*k in her mouth, switch south, bit ow, snitch scout.
You know what I'm about, no doubt.
SO SHUT THE f*ck UP, GET OUT, YOU WANT CLOUT.
YOU AIN'T GETTING sh*t SO I SHOUT OUT MY MOUTH.
Shut up cause you think if you scream loud, you'll get a crowd of proud cows.
Not referring y'all to people now, get down, my house, my spouse, you little f*ckING mouse.
[ Verse 2: C@SH ]
I FEEL LIKE IM TAKING DRUGS ON THE DAILY
CAUSE THEY HATE ME.
SHE BETTER GET ON HER KNEES, NO PLEASE.
SHE PLEAD, SHE DEFINITELY WANT WEED.
MAKE HER SCREAM "NEED" MAKE HER n*ggA BLEED.
ME AND HIS b*tch GONNA BREED, IMMA FEED ON HER SEAWEED pus*y. (what ?)
Cut the sl*t on her, butt.
she make me nut on her, cut.
Stab him in the gut I'm real, tuff.
MADE HIM, bluff, cause I'm, TOUGH.
In her bed, we, ROUGH.
Shout out hysteria for letting me use this flow, but we trade, now we raid, high grade.
SUICIDE, sh*tS DO OR DIE.
IMMA FLY HIGH, IN HER FAT, THIGHS.
Shut up b*tch cause I'll make you minimize, no lie, you gon' die, why try, bye, hope you don't fly high.
(SHEESH)
IMMA UNLEASH THIS SEMEN WITH SUCH EASE.
THE WAY I CAUSE CHAOS AND PULL THESE RHYMES OUT MY HEAD, LIKE IM SPECIAL ED.
I KILLED THIS n*ggA, HE DEAD, LIL BABY G BETTER NOT LET ME CATCH HIM LACKING OR IM WACKING THESE HANDS TOWARDS HIS GLANDS.
THIS MAY BE A TOP FIVE VERSE FROM ME, AND ITS THANKS HYSTERIA.
IM CAUSING DEMENTIA TO THEY HEAD AREA.

[ Outro: 𝗛𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗮 & C@$H ]
𝗥𝗼𝗯 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗸, 𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗵.
𝗛𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝘀𝗵 𝘀𝗼 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵.
𝗪𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝗵, 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗵.
𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗵, 𝗮 𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗵, 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝗵, 𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗮 𝘀𝗺𝗮𝘀𝗵
WE SMASH THROUGH THE BASH.
HE BETTER RUN CAUSE WE FOUND HIS STASH.
SLASH HIS FACE, WE GON CHASE HIM TO SPACE.
MAKE HIM SAY, 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲.
HE A DISGRACE SO HE BETTER, 𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘀𝗲.
f*ck HER EX, 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝘀.
𝗦𝘂𝗻𝗸 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗲𝘅, SO COMPLEX.
MAKE HIM REFLECT, 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁.
𝗛𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗯𝗷𝗲𝗰𝘁,
OR HE GON BE A SUSPECT, WATCH IT.