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  • Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
  • Year of Release:2020

Lyrics

Fuck y'all talking 'bout?

We got the team

(It's getting serious on this track, fam)

Fucking with me

Grab a seat

Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (y'all a pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease

Word on me


Yeah, these motherfucking raps

That I murder make me stacks

I'm not playing in this bitch

Walk outside and you'll get smacked

I saw your girl, clapped

You won't hate me when I'm bringing in racks

I'm great, I know, that's all just facts

I'll feature if you pay tax

How you gonna come through looking all big man?

Own gang know that you ain't no Dick Van

All I ever hear's "Saint T, I'm a big fan"

You're fucked, I murder neeks like Kingsman

Fire flow so I rap like Drake

Difficult words so I rap like Aitch

If I rap like you then that's a mistake

I'll make man scared 'til he sits and he shakes

All I said was suck your mum

It's simple, why are you so dumb?

Previous album is now done

It's finished, wait for the income

Pull out the big bad shank like Rambo

Heard your music, what's with the bad flow?

I'm a rifle and I'm filled with ammo

Look at your face, why you mad bro?

It makes me sad to say that rappers copy

This ain't no rap war, I don't see no motherfucking poppies

Man's lyrics are just sloppy

Why's man's face looking soppy?

Man says he raps as a hobby

Over my dead body


Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease (achoo)

Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (y'all a pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease, word on me


Hit you with the bars, I be spitting automatic

Yeah, these bitches so complex, they be thinking systematic

I ain't talkin' one on one, I ain't talkin' mathematics

If you really wanna talk, we can go unleash a static

Fast cash, I run up my checks

Fat ass, she suck on my neck

Cameras flash, give me a peck

Backlash, I made 'em upset

Who you wanna match when you run up the sets?

I'm taking 'em down so place all your bets

It's a fight with the clocks when you fight with the vets

Pack up the lead when you wearing the vest

I fuck it up every day

Boy, you better watch what you say

Really what you trying to fucking play?

We don't really fuck with your games

If you can't fuck with me, then you boys are really beat

Making more than you make while I'm sitting, cooking beats

I can really dish it out while I clap your bitches cheeks

Make you punch the fuckin' air while your baby lays with me


Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease (achoo)

Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (y'all a pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease, word on me


They don't think about me as a g

But I'm out here making that p

I flee on the scene, I'm BTB

I'm aiming for the top three

They say I ain't got logic, now I'm making the best out of this project

Rhymes and raps so quick

Just know if you shoot your shot, I'll move so fast, not bothered

Don't take no shots if you can't take back

The skills I peak are the ones you lack

You're nothing to me and you know that

I'm cuff, you're in, your skull, I cracked

Yeah man, I sack like Mo

Making them racks, I go

Hit it from the back then go

Reason that I top my flow

And I'm gonna cop my dough

Hit me, body shots, that's low

I'll clip man in the face, punching high in the place

Rap ting, serious game

Don't tell me this fire, you're a hater, you're a liar

Ark creator, flow like wires

Now when you see me, don't admire, uh

Now I'm back on track, going to new levels

My smoke turned black, my rap top settled

You don't want this smoke even when the dust settles

My raps so fast, I want my medal

May be fun, but it's serious

Make it big, I'm not delirious

Up and coming, yeah I'm so furious

I'm the jack of all trades, now you wish you this, hsss


Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease (achoo)

Word on me (word on me)

You don't wanna fuck with the team (with the team)

Pack of fleas (y'all a pack of fleas)

Bars so cold like disease

Word on me

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