letra de twitter beef freestyle - draco millz
[intro]
yeah
how about a little music to count me money to?
[verse 1]
ya twitter beefin?
f-ck n-gga don’t @ me
swervin’ a black whip like i’m atley
sippin’ that lean and it feel like an iv
straight shot to the veins like some morphine
poured up imma sip out a hi-c
finesse a n-gga in the bathroom at hy-vee
pause
run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
i’m tryna run up a bag santa clause
im f-ckin that b-tch and i get in her jaws
i’m poppin them tags give a f-ck bout the cost
i’m swervin’ a ‘vette give a f-ck bout the laws
i ain’t hugo but i feel like a boss
clean ice b-tch i’m rockin’ that voss
f-nny pack and it full of them narcs
i’m riding shotgun rosa parks
blm b-tch i live wit a cause
fugazi n-gga don’t live by the law
only god can judge me only allah
i need that blue face, need a lot
duffle bag of cash and swerve out the lot
big blunts every time that i smoke
drippin’ dab in it
this ain’t no joke
i get on that beat eat that sh-t like an animal
i’m smokin’ on strong dope you smokin’ danimals
if i eat her p-ssy i go like a cannibal
i jump out the window, geronimo!
cuz twelve hit the spot and i had to get ghost
n-ggas rattin’ tellin’ just like some hoes
that’s that type of sh-t that get yo ass blown
mickey mouse n-ggas they gotta go
n-gga you a rat and you lookin like bix nine
on my snow billy sh-t i’m staying on my f-ckin’ grind
smokin’ on dope and it taste like key lime
still might flip a pie like i’m tippin’s
i’m tryna grow dope for a living
cuz when i’m old b-tch i’m bouta be chillin’
n-ggas is slow and they can’t see the vision
certainly not, i won’t be f-ckin’ wit em
she suckin’ that d-ck and it making her climax
might pull it out put the nut on her eyelash
i’m gettin grey hairs, billy ocean
throw back a perc and then i get to floatin’
you got fentanyl?
you must wanna get yo weak ass jaw broken
dreads in my face and i’m feeling like chief keef
swear to god these p-ssy n-ggas can’t see me
blow his ass down turn a n-gga to a pack of tree
cuz i got tired of the f-ckery and f-ggotry
you barely made it out that was close
and you can’t come back you know that you hoe
p-ssy n-gga we all know that you broke
you worth less than a bar of cheap soap
and my n-ggas take yo ass for a joke
you want be me, you try being my clone
[verse 2]
thought i was done
but i’m goin for a hundred bars
prollyrich on the track
you know that it’s beatin’ hard
pack it up, then we movin’ it out
and my n-ggas never seen a d-mn drought
n-ggas rapping and they do it for clout
simp ass n-gga, b-tch, sit yo ass down
so much sauce, that a n-gga might drown
paint his face, ‘cuz he look like a clown
paint the feet, that b-tch wanna get geeked
sippin’ lean and it’s up in my spleen
jacket with the zippers like billie jean
i skeet in a foreign, i’m rippin’ the tires off
pull up in the front of the loft, and i’m double parked
smokin’ on resin and ya breath smellin’ like tar
i’m smokin’ on runtz and i keep the sh-t up to par
n-ggas is p-ssy they beefin’, no relishes
clean that sh-t up need to talk to the reverend
lookin at my lyrics jackin’ sauce and the sediments
i want them rackys like a settlement
serve him acetaminophen now he h-lla p-ssed
tryna have more weight than a elephant
and a few fast cars, and like h-lla cribs
[outro]
(haha yeah)
you already know what the f-ck goin’ on
draco-no-tango work on the body like maaco
drippin’ the mother f-ckin’ sauce like faygo
ya dig?
and i’m gone
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