Diss Me Again

Lyrics
[Intro] I'm emotionally scarred I pull up with them sticks, had niggas hidin' behind cars I am not the one to play with, bitch (HeyTaewon) You be on that corny, fake gang shit, bitch Let's pretend it's 2016 Don't even ask how many sticks was in the Benz (Clive 100k in this motherfucker) You could be tough on the web, we'll just chip one of your friends He givin' out his badge number, here go this shit again [Chorus] Oh, Lord, here go this shit again Everybody wanna diss me again We got the tint with the sticks out again The media got him shit-bagged again Oh, Lord, here go this shit again Everybody wanna diss me again We got the tint with the sticks out again The media got him shit-bagged again (Shit, man) Oh, Lord, here go this shit again Everybody wanna diss me again (Shit, man) We got the tint with the sticks out again The media got him shit-bagged again [Verse] Career goin' down the drain, I can't help you You had the ball in your court, didn't help nobody All the members in your pics ain't chip nobody You can hate me all you want, but y'all know about me The top singin' out the coupe like a soap opera More money, more guns, and more nobodies Ben Franks, Swiss banks, we don't know about you How many bodies do you have? 'Cause we don't know about you Three fifty up in jewelry, here go Rami Niggas tried to blackball, I just showed thousands You need to worry 'bout controllin' your coke habit Tape his block off, then pull up at the show after, ooh [Chorus] Oh, Lord, here go this shit again Everybody wanna diss me again We got the tint with the sticks out again The media got him shit-bagged again Oh, Lord, here go this shit again Everybody wanna diss me again We got the tint with the sticks out again The media got him shit-bagged again (Shit, man, Clive 100k in this motherfucker) Oh, Lord, here go this shit again (HeyTaewon) Everybody wanna diss me again (Shit, man) We got the tint with the sticks out again The media got him shit-bagged again [Outro] Man, niggas know what's goin' on, nigga, know the truth, nigga Niggas know what's goin' on, nigga If niggas feel some type of way, niggas need to let it, nigga (Nah) All I'm sayin', nigga Nigga, three fifty in, nigga, on jewelry Nigga, I'm walkin' 'round with hundreds and hundreds of thousands, nigga Two whips, nigga, like, "What's goin' on, nigga?" Like, niggas careers goin' down the drain, like, come on, bro, like Don't make us turn this shit to 2016 again Niggas know how we was doin', niggas Niggas is scared of us, I don't know why niggas playin'? We, we not to be played with Like, nigga, we'll pull up at them shows, all that Nigga, let's go Nigga won't know nobody How to be able to get no money, nigga? All that, nigga Yeah, man, stop playin' with that, man, shh Oh, Lord, here go this shit again Everybody wanna diss me again Nigga, shit-bagged again, nigga Yeah, aight, we know the truth Stop playin' with us, we not to be played with (Clive 100k in this motherfucker) Shh, yeah, yeah, aight (HeyTaewon)
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Credits
- Writers
- Drakeo the Ruler
- HeyTaewon
- Clive Xavier