Call the feds on me you f*cking liar
Rxkz
Big chains only thing I'm showing
All in
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
All in
Ex girls always get to hoeing
All in
Got my cards down always when I'm going
All in
Throwing glass at my stone house
I display a masterclass with a full house
If you start better stand on what you say
All in
In the end we gon' call this shit a spade
All in
Big stepping with a check when I run through
If you repping for a set I don't trust you
Like a cops kid coming out the f*cking blue
When the opps slid I was never ducking you (bitch)
If I score then they gotta move the goal post
Quick to give a copy paste a win imma go ghost
Should've been the heavyweight champ like Dubois shows
But they suck it when their talent falls short that's a low blow
Oh hell nah not this time
Smoke em in a pack and they all f*cking dying
Puff puff pass while the family crying
Ain't shit squashed I can tell they lying
Lie lie on my name
F*ck your lil bitch while they doing you the same
If you got beef come snatch this chain
If I gotta die imma do it for the game
Big chains only thing I'm showing
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
If you start better stand on what you say
In the end
Where the f*ck is that Beretta bitch? I heard he talking shit
Dissing on your songs hoping one of em will hit
I grab a 1911 that'll send your ass to heaven
Keep on doing flips and tricks on my dick guess gymnastics come second huh?
Definition of a lame
You got your gun jammed 'cause it all sound the same
If you was bout the art you would still be in the game
Guess Ryan was lying he just do it for the fame
(Oh shit)
Pussy boy stand down
Imma empty out the clip while they cry man down
Told you that kid back and he only here to stay
So you get when I say when I don't f*ck with holidays
If you gonna talk big then walk big pussy
Those raps never hit neither did the crypto
You ain't got no hustle just a f*cking ego
Sneak dissing never stop clout chasing till you pop pop
Doing metal cause the steel of that Berretta was weak
Don't bring up E this between you and me
Yeah that's the homie
Don't bring up E this between you and me
Yea your talent dropped off gotta find it like Nemo
When it come to James we don't really wanna see more
I would cut your ass off whipping in a V4
Try to hit me back and I'm blowing a C4 (C4)
Big chains only thing I'm showing
All in
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
All in
Ex girls always get to hoeing
All in
Got my cards down always when I'm going
All in
Throwing glass at my stone house
I display a masterclass with a full house
If you start better stand on what you say
All in
In the end we gon' call this shit a spade
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Call the feds on me you f*cking liar
Rxkz
Big chains only thing I'm showing
All in
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
All in
Ex girls always get to hoeing
All in
Got my cards down always when I'm going
All in
Throwing glass at my stone house
I display a masterclass with a full house
If you start better stand on what you say
All in
In the end we gon' call this shit a spade
All in
Big stepping with a check when I run through
If you repping for a set I don't trust you
Like a cops kid coming out the f*cking blue
When the opps slid I was never ducking you (bitch)
If I score then they gotta move the goal post
Quick to give a copy paste a win imma go ghost
Should've been the heavyweight champ like Dubois shows
But they suck it when their talent falls short that's a low blow
Oh hell nah not this time
Smoke em in a pack and they all f*cking dying
Puff puff pass while the family crying
Ain't shit squashed I can tell they lying
Lie lie on my name
F*ck your lil bitch while they doing you the same
If you got beef come snatch this chain
If I gotta die imma do it for the game
Big chains only thing I'm showing
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
If you start better stand on what you say
In the end
Where the f*ck is that Beretta bitch? I heard he talking shit
Dissing on your songs hoping one of em will hit
I grab a 1911 that'll send your ass to heaven
Keep on doing flips and tricks on my dick guess gymnastics come second huh?
Definition of a lame
You got your gun jammed 'cause it all sound the same
If you was bout the art you would still be in the game
Guess Ryan was lying he just do it for the fame
(Oh shit)
Pussy boy stand down
Imma empty out the clip while they cry man down
Told you that kid back and he only here to stay
So you get when I say when I don't f*ck with holidays
If you gonna talk big then walk big pussy
Those raps never hit neither did the crypto
You ain't got no hustle just a f*cking ego
Sneak dissing never stop clout chasing till you pop pop
Doing metal cause the steel of that Berretta was weak
Don't bring up E this between you and me
Yeah that's the homie
Don't bring up E this between you and me
Yea your talent dropped off gotta find it like Nemo
When it come to James we don't really wanna see more
I would cut your ass off whipping in a V4
Try to hit me back and I'm blowing a C4 (C4)
Big chains only thing I'm showing
All in
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
All in
Ex girls always get to hoeing
All in
Got my cards down always when I'm going
All in
Throwing glass at my stone house
I display a masterclass with a full house
If you start better stand on what you say
All in
In the end we gon' call this shit a spade
Rxkz
Big chains only thing I'm showing
All in
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
All in
Ex girls always get to hoeing
All in
Got my cards down always when I'm going
All in
Throwing glass at my stone house
I display a masterclass with a full house
If you start better stand on what you say
All in
In the end we gon' call this shit a spade
All in
Big stepping with a check when I run through
If you repping for a set I don't trust you
Like a cops kid coming out the f*cking blue
When the opps slid I was never ducking you (bitch)
If I score then they gotta move the goal post
Quick to give a copy paste a win imma go ghost
Should've been the heavyweight champ like Dubois shows
But they suck it when their talent falls short that's a low blow
Oh hell nah not this time
Smoke em in a pack and they all f*cking dying
Puff puff pass while the family crying
Ain't shit squashed I can tell they lying
Lie lie on my name
F*ck your lil bitch while they doing you the same
If you got beef come snatch this chain
If I gotta die imma do it for the game
Big chains only thing I'm showing
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
If you start better stand on what you say
In the end
Where the f*ck is that Beretta bitch? I heard he talking shit
Dissing on your songs hoping one of em will hit
I grab a 1911 that'll send your ass to heaven
Keep on doing flips and tricks on my dick guess gymnastics come second huh?
Definition of a lame
You got your gun jammed 'cause it all sound the same
If you was bout the art you would still be in the game
Guess Ryan was lying he just do it for the fame
(Oh shit)
Pussy boy stand down
Imma empty out the clip while they cry man down
Told you that kid back and he only here to stay
So you get when I say when I don't f*ck with holidays
If you gonna talk big then walk big pussy
Those raps never hit neither did the crypto
You ain't got no hustle just a f*cking ego
Sneak dissing never stop clout chasing till you pop pop
Doing metal cause the steel of that Berretta was weak
Don't bring up E this between you and me
Yeah that's the homie
Don't bring up E this between you and me
Yea your talent dropped off gotta find it like Nemo
When it come to James we don't really wanna see more
I would cut your ass off whipping in a V4
Try to hit me back and I'm blowing a C4 (C4)
Big chains only thing I'm showing
All in
Cash ain't something that I'm throwing
All in
Ex girls always get to hoeing
All in
Got my cards down always when I'm going
All in
Throwing glass at my stone house
I display a masterclass with a full house
If you start better stand on what you say
All in
In the end we gon' call this shit a spade
Writer: Julian Reza
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid