I Know A Guy, He Paint Houses

Lyrics

[Intro] All that dissing in your raps ain't gone do shit but get you All that dissing in your It's the dawg [Hook] All that dissing in your raps ain't gone do shit but get you shot Bro in the kitchen overnight, he could pull a Bentley out the pot Ion' crossover with the ball, I say the word and he get rocked Take the what and leave the what, we came for everything you got All this money on me, I'm comfy, cooling when I'm on the block My AP cost a lot, shit look like Patron on the rocks Broski pulling zones out the pot We still play the phone, work the flop Her period just came on, want thе top When I'm coming to her home, bitch еat me in a drop [Verse 1] Nigga, don't talk that money shit with me I could blow a hundred every week I bounce out the car, get on my feet Had them niggas running up the street I play the block more than the stu' I take your shit from you, I'm stu' And all your niggas talked but they ain't gone do it Bitch I'm him, who the fuck is you? Why you speaking on me, you don't know me Turn you to a new strain of Mochi I still tote my pole, I'm on parole Walk in there all alone but I ain't dolo Lil' cuz take your life if I tell him For the right price, I'm the seller They say I do this shit with no effort He came for the check, so who gone check him? How you get that dude and let him retire I swear bro gone bring the Desert wherever If you knew better you would do better Hit the opps block, see who shoot better I got forty k on me in dubs Bitch try to play me like a dub I hit the spot and make it flop I'll spend your rent money on drugs Bitch keep on reaching for my cup A dirty nina by my gut Soon as he creep, I'm easing up Don't play with cuz cause he's a bug Once I pop it, bitch I don't stop Before rap, I was a dope locker Ion' wanna joke, I'm not a vlogger I'm with the smackers and the robbers [Hook] All that dissing in your raps ain't gone do shit but get you shot Bro in the kitchen overnight, could pull a Bentley out the pot Ion' crossover with the ball, I say the word and he get rocked Take the what and leave the what, we came for everything you got All this money on me, I'm comfy, cooling when I'm on the block My AP cost a lot, shit look like Patron on the rocks Broski pulling zones out the pot We still play the phone, work the flop Her period just came on, want the top When I'm coming to her home, bitch eat me in a drop [Outro] All that dissing in your raps ain't gone do shit but get you shot All that dissing in your raps ain't gone do shit but get you shot