2 White Boys (feat. F!y$tudios)

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4h Productions

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Half of these new school rappers be whack
Make me a band then I make me a stack
Make me a stack then I make me a rack
Me and 4h goin crazy on tracks
They rappin bout murder but they just be capping
I just be hopping on beats and be rappin
Y'all keep dissing and I keep laughing
Watchin all the streams and the cash be stacking
Switch up the flow like the bass on the beat
Tryna go crazy I'm bringin that heat
My verses elite so you in for a treat lil boy, I'm finna hop on the street
Speedin up verses like Maseratis
Come over here and I'm stealin your keys
I really hope you ain't talkin bout me
I'm a white boy and I hit like Bruce lee
Hope you ain't talking bout me, with the Glock that I'm clutching
12 listening, hold up wait change the subject
Think you gang gang, think you hard, that's real funny
Two white boys but we still bumping
I can't put my focus on a bitch until I get that green
But you know when I do that bitch is go be a fucking freak
Hold up listen
Bring you to the kitchen
Rizzing every fucking minute
F*ck them feelings, focused on that fucking business
Top sounds appealing
Never found the top, cause I can't stop raising the mother fucking ceiling
Call me Kawhi the way I keep on stealing
Call me a fucking king, the way I got her kneeling
Feed me grapes bitch, nah tell me where my meal is
Cause when it comes to these pussy ass bitches I am eating
You is what?
I am eating
I am feeding
I am feigning
I'm defeating
All these pussy ass bitches, I got em reeking
Fly Studios and the 4h, yeah we is hitting shit
Put that little boy in a grave, and then I switch my clip
Hit 'em with the Mac-10 strap tucked
I'm at a party I'm havin fun after
All of these people retarded they bastards
Was a producer put now I'm a rapper
Empty the clip and I'm makin it lit
Two white boys don't give one shit
Good lil boy don't get no bitch
We is rappers we get rich
Rich as a Bitch
Going down with the gang I'm styling
Pull up with Glocks and we wilding
We send a few shots you childish
Your life is a game I called it
I played in the game I'm ballin
You want the smoke and I brought it, Brrrr
Ba, you want the smoke and I brought it
I'm sick you ain't, like antibiotics
You fucking with us? Gain some logic
Ex bitch is calling, bitch I'm on it
But get off my phone bitch I'm balling
I got a full clip, and I get excited when the shots hit
I got him flying like he Larry bird bitch I got him in Boston
If you f*ck with me man I'll never let it slide
Hold up wait wait I'm hanging with my guys
Shut the f*ck up yeah you running out of time
Why you running for your life if you know your gonna die?
Two white boys on the track but you know we go slide
If you f*ck with us, you is done, bitch we in your mind
Promise I'll never snitch bitch that ain't a lie
If it's my destiny I'll do my time
Imma be real I don't care I'm slurring you is a faggot, you is a retard
Not go lie bitch I be burning like a toaster and a pop tart
These pussies always talking, sh sh sh
You ain't fucking hard
This shit remind me of I don't care bitch I'm still on boulevard
And let me tell you, let me scare you
I'm still bringing these bitches to a nightmare
You hear the beat and hear the heat, I got these bitches popping like a snare
These bitches always threaten jumps like I really fucking care
But fucking with me and my squad? Bitch you wouldn't dare
Pussy
Pussy
I said you wouldn't dare
I fucked your fucking bitch as I arched her back yeah I pulled her hair
I need to shut the f*ck up bitch I'm causing all these problems
Then again I'm fucking happy about it cause I got my shots

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