24 Bars Part 2 lyrics

[Verse: 600Breezy]
I’m still in the cut with the mop
Ain’t a damn thing changed, you can get your ass sparked
Since a n*gga rap now, they think I got a change of heart
Tryna drive on me and get your whole team parked n*gga
24 bars, b*tch I’m back around
We shoot up n*ggas blocks then come back around
We really smoking sh*t, nah we ain’t jacking clown
Tecs with the cooler kit, glizzy, we keep them Macs around
b*tch we love that clapping sound, we teed up, so we clapped them down
We still got poles so don’t tweak
Team 600 on these blocks yeah my n*ggas play these streets
Something like Udonis Haslem I'll never leave my heat
We want war f*ck the peace
600 bucking heats
Without guns pus*y n*ggas get defeat
Prepare for the defeat
Cause I sh*t hot, hit a rap n*gga and his body make his hip hop
Walk up clapping like ratchet b*tch flip flops
I’m on some other sh*t
Bars straight from the fire, yeah that’s that oven sh*t
b*tch I’m too hot to handle go get your oven mitt
600 more than a gang, yeah them my brothers b*tch
They say I talk this sh*t
But we a get this b*tch shaking like Parkinsons
Steve Drive, L’A Gang I’m a part of this
I gave y’all 24 bars, lil n*gga that’s it