Fire Squad lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah n*gga
S.E. muh'f*ckin' Gang n*gga
You already know what it is n*gga
Griselda n*gga
We doin' bigger and better than you f*ck n*ggas
Look

[Verse]
I ain't talkin' to one, I'm talkin' to all of you
Stay in your lane, I promise I will off you
Okay I'm sorry if I lost you
But this ain't what happened to Mike, these young n*ggas'll cross you
If I'm Mike and you Allen, scrap
Look what Mike did for the game and look where Allen at
I mean where the f*ck is the talent at?
These n*ggas diss and I'm like where the f*ck is the Talon at?
You think it's an indirect, I ain't name a n*gga
Shootin' at everybody, I ain't aimin', n*gga
I'll put you on the news, make you famous, n*gga
I'm undefeated but they hatin' like I'm [?], n*gga
Revenge served better as a cold dish
Empty whole clip, leave his body cold stiff
In VIP, let the hoes sit
30 gold bottles, roll the whole zip
Million followers, you thinkin' she a cold b*tch
Your WCW my old b*tch
Bought a nine, front a nine, that's a whole split
Oh sh*t, I'm only 18 on my whole brick
Gotta give the credit when the credit's due
That's what you better do when a n*gga better than you
Your head'll get lead in it from my revenue
Drop my new record, I'm sellin' it like the Legend Blue 11's
I'm a legend, you never going to put a hand on me
Without losin your f*ckin' hand, homie
Caught a ki of sour for the band on me
I got it out of L.A. like D'Antoni
The kush good, but the sour special
Yellow diamonds all around the bezel
Don't compare me to these n*ggas on the bottom level
Lyrically I'm Kweli, you a Rowdy Rebel
It's funny how things change
I got shot in the head, b*tch, I seen pain
I'm homie from the SE Gang
I play my role just f*ckin' you n*ggas mommas like Ving Rhames
Supreme hoodie on, three chains
My bars hit you equivalent to RGIII knee pains
Aw f*ck it, I'm 'bout to sling 'caine
Throwin' powder around on my King James
I tried bein' modest
But you n*ggas can't f*ck with me, f*ck it let's be honest
But don't be mad at me that you n*ggas don't get acknowledged
Be mad at your homies, n*gga
They should've told you you garbage
You hear my flow, my n*gga? My sh*t is polished
We can go song for song, I promise you'll get demolished
Me and you n*ggas never get along
My di*k big and long, so it's f*ck the world to a Biggie song
[Outro]
Yeah n*gga
Aw man
This sh*t is funny to me man
Peon ass n*ggas man
I wish one of you n*ggas would
I'd smack a tooth out y'all n*ggas mouth man
f*ck be wrong with you n*ggas man?
And this at whoever man, whatever n*gga
How you want it? When you want it n*gga?
You already know how it go n*gga