Not A Diss Lyrics

Yeah

Posted outside with the killers in the hood like Parkway

I got cake and I got different bitches doin' what I say

Droppin' all these disses, that shit weak, I'm tryna hit ya face

Posted outside, bitch, we thuggin', yeah, that's every day

I got niggas that'll smoke you, Escobar, they hit your face

I be tweakin', I get in that mode, stay up out my way

Bringin' smoke into the function, but we stayin' in, though

Pussy-ass niggas, that be rats, yeah, we kill those

I can take your bitch, I turn her over, she a ratchet hoe

Fuckin' for the free, she never charge, that's my bottom hoe

I might buy the bitch her favorite shoes or stilettos

Charge it the game, we never stress and never let those

Glocks up out our sight, we finna slide and do it all again

Never goin' down until the score, our trophies always win

Gotta pray to God at night, I know I'm finna sin again

I might be from Texas, cause you know we totin' bigger shit

Might go drop a bag onto his head, I'm tryna pay it hit

When I drop this bitch on YouTube, know it's finna be a hit

Only MBK and double M, I'm reppin' on the clique

You don't tote a gun, don't mention that, you finna load a clip

Wanna know the truth about us, go ahead and drop a diss

I'ma show you that's the reason why you got your crew hit

Bet not be inside that car you door dashing get it flipped

The way I be inside the bathroom, wipe it off, I been the shit