[Verse: NizzMey]
I get on a beat and I'm f*cking reckless, n*ggas houses are my f*cking neckless
n*ggas always wanna talk about how a n*gga try hard there is no practice
Laying down the records like they a matress, Stunting on these n*ggas heat is drastic
Cutting n*ggas up in peaces kid, have yo mans stuck up like a f*cking cactus
Yeah these n*ggas wanna be some trappers but they fake as hell and they know they actors
Leave a young n*gga wetted down now his blood is leaking out of him backwards
I remember when I had nothing, so I had to turn that nothing into something
n*ggas stay complaining bout some f*ck sh*t, Really n*gga I could buy your cousin
NizzMey b*tch I do my hustling, Moving dope I don't do that thug sh*t
And I pray to god because honestly I was headed down that road to all that crunk sh*t
Leaving n*ggas be do not get rough kid, I'll shoot ya whole block up no discussion
Pistol whip ya b*tch and tell her suck my di*k and after I done gave her a concussion
Street n*gga b*tch do not be fussing, Drag you by the weave and shoot ya husband
I was really with them gang sh*ts had to step back cause that sh*ts disfunctioned
I gotta give it to Dine'ro he a street n*gga always up to something
n*ggas thinking softy NizzMey, b*tch you know what's up
I'll change that sh*t real quickly bruh, Nut up all up in yo b*tches gut
Leave you with the kid, drown him in his fit, GraaaGraaa to your fitted
Now you f*ck n*ggas ain't speaking b*tch what happen to that sh*t you's spitting?
[Hook: J4yDiZz1e]
b*tch you think this is a game, b*tch you think this is a game?
n*gga your whole crew is lame, we'll shoot your whole team up no aim