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"Whip out my sword, He starts shaking"
No shit, dickhead, Me I'm not built for that
All these rappers think they have to trap to rap
But they're just shitting their shit, it's all cap no fact
It's ironic 'cause I put a gun in the artwork
Then chatting about how I never used a wap
Cause the gun's my pen and the safety's off
No rapper's safe when I click the back
I'm gone but the past don't go
Man come through with that old school flow
That shit can't run when a man don't show
I set the pace, I sent man ten toes
Man don't know about disrespect
'Til I disrespect when I spin his neck
It's the winning flex, who's winning next
It's Kreega
Still come through like your ex coke dealer
Don't pay trains, I'm a metro stealer
Let's go deeper
Deeper than when you said you were a keeper
Now she in bed, she in bed with Kreega
Last time you called, she had it on speaker
Let that run, you're the practice and the preacher
Begging down the phone, Like look I need you
Wet wipe, you ain't got that
Next time, it won't be me, be the reaper
Grim
My man's jaw need a spin
'Low that, my man needs a gym
'Low that, my man needs a trim
Loud out, why is my man tryna beef mam
Like man don't come beef equipped
'Low that, I don't condone tryna beef man
Cause my pen's got no safety switch, I'm gone"Whip out my sword, He starts shaking"
No shit, dickhead, Me I'm not built for that
All these rappers think they have to trap to rap
But they're just shitting their shit, it's all cap no fact
It's ironic 'cause I put a gun in the artwork
Then chatting about how I never used a wap
Cause the gun's my pen and the safety's off
No rapper's safe when I click the back
Let me remind these man not to fuck with me
Like what you gonna do, you gonna butcher me?
Like . butchered, sad little cunts the kid was