Hitlist (feat. DANTE? & Slikadaice)

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Diizii & TheDirtyBunny

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Don't interrupt me while I'm recording
For real, bro (Bunny on the beat)
Like, stop this shit, don't text me, don't call me
Don't interrupt me while I'm recording, bro
I'm about to snap on this shit
Like, just, shut up and let me record, bitch
This is the only way all of you listen to what I have to say
I gotta spit this shit on a hard ass beat
Even though I spit real shit no matter what beat I'm on
But for you simple-minded individuals, this will have to do
Last thing I'ma say to these bitches (What's that?), uh
All of y'all makin' my hitlist (Okay), yeah
I'm makin' it in, I'm a swisher, what? (Yeah!)
"Shh" 'bout that shit in the kitchen, yeah (What?)
Niggas gon' do you like Biggie, huh (Bah!)
She put on a show, gettin' jiggy, uh (Ha)
I ain't paintin' but they get the picture (Nah-nah), hol' on
Watch out, my nigga might hit you (Phew, doo-doo-doo-doo)
Bitch, I got no time to fix you (Nah-nah), yeah
You gettin' hit for an issue (Boom!)
Left in the dirt, they won't miss you (Nah!)
I'ma do 'em like Kennedy (Phew)
Memories of playing Sonic '06 on my friend's PS3
Slide in the game or we would watch a DVD
I had Sonic and The Black Knight on the Wii
Back when life was easy, we were free
Flow ain't fast enough
I'm tellin' lil' shorty to back it up
I'm packin' the heat, I'm not lackin', bruh
Roll up the leaf like it's Canada (Roll it up)
I leave 'em stuck like a mannequin (Now he stuck)
Main character, bitch, I ain't Anakin (Skywalker)
Her tits on my face I'm the mammogram (Yeah, yeah)
Pick up the slack
Bunny hit me and said he had this track
Bunny keep the iron like Tony Stark
Double our money like Noah's ark
Trippin', you smokin a DMT cart
Load up the blick, make it hit from afar
From these bitches, I cover my heart like a tarp
Been ten-for-ten, never f*ck up my par
I hit it and get it on camera (What?), huh
Nigga get hit with a blammer (Bah-bah!)
And her shit same color as Cam'ron (Okay)
Think I just opened up a can of worms
Feel like Suge, hold you off of the banister
Mix up and sip from the canister
Get swept up, I'm the rap janitor
MF DOOM, punchline delivery
My lyrics bring the raw energy
'Cause my shit is not like anything else
My catalog back that up
And the gat is tucked (Bah!)
Come on, lil' bitch, now back that up (Bitch)
Every nigga now wanna stack it up (Yeah)
She kick a nigga out, come on, pack it up (Huh)
I couldn't even back you up (What?)
Told her, "baby, just suck"
I do not give any fucks
Now I just live and I do what I want
Tried LSD once, I don't f*ck with them drugs
What else? Maybe how I put my ego on the shelf
Maybe how I've always been myself
Put his bitch ass all up on the shelf
Stomp his bitch ass straight to hell
I ain't never fell
Even when they laugh, I ain't Dave Chapelle
They ain't fuckin with me, with the iron shell
Rap was my therapy, but now I do it for fun
They tryna be an enemy, but they still run
They rip my flow, but don't wanna go toe-to-toe
I know we about to blow, the crowd at the show
Screaming the lyrics they know, it's like, "woah"
But it's a slow growth to rise from the low
Uh, hol' on, my bro (Hol' on)
I'm stackin' tall 'cause the rider is low (Yeah)
I start this shit, now they ridin' my low
Got 'em on they toes, yeah
If he packin' heat, then it's me (B-bah!)
I'm not hoppin' on yo' shit for the free (Nah-nah)
We not havin' convos without a fee (Okay)
Shorty, I'll hold 'em, yeah, them double D's (Woo!)
Say whatever and it's gon' sound hard
Rap shit keep my mind sharp like the edge of a card
More like a glass shard, this might hit hard
So grab a helmet like you ready for war
I'm ready for war and I'm ready to pour
I do not free her 'cause she not a whore
I'm spoilin' lil' baby, take her to the store
How could you sit there and bitch to the Lord?
He finna strike you down, it's gon' be gore
You got no choice, your new home is a morgue
Bitch, you old news like the cover of Forbes
They keep coming up short, I ain't fuckin with jorts
They keep ruining chances, done opening doors
They stay wanting my smoke, no cigar
Slik' stay at the top of the charts
You running eVader, too pussy for Darth
How you get caught up for trusting a narc?
He lyin', Mufasa, end up with a Scar
More than that, puttin' ya head in a jar
Give Vinny the beat, he give me the art
We both rip the beat apart
Work together to make some heat
It's Slik', DANTE?, Bunny and me
I follow no one but they follow my lead
And she follow me 'cause I am all she need (Bitch)
F*ck what they thinkin', nigga, I'm not beggin'
You playin'? I'll send you to heaven (Bih)
Yeah, she give super head like she part of the 7
The three-headed goat, watch our horns get embedded
Yeah, talkin' that shit? Post you dead up in Reddit
This ain't no game, so you won't get no credit
She ridin' on me, bitch, I got it on me (Phew)
F*ck all 'em bitches, I 'on' f*ck with phonies (Yeah)
This iron, my nigga, f*ck you thought? I'm Tony (Skrrt)
Uh, shorty tryna blow me (Ack!)
The pressures on when I'm recording
You best not be ignoring
Your music is so boring, got me snoring
Bunny on the highway, the gas he flooring
I do it my way, the Wock' I'm pourin'
Uh, was on that fast car shit, the gas we floorin' (Skrrt)
Hol' on, pick it up
Nigga, you know me, I don't give no fucks
You really stackin'? Where them papercuts?
I got lil' Glocky, I'm ready to bust
No love for these hoes, I'm just fuckin' these sluts
Motorboat stuck, ain't no time to adjust
Barely can breathe between double D cups
Baby, stop suckin', volcanoes erupt
Last thing I'ma say to these bitches (What's that?), uh
All of y'all makin' my hitlist (Okay), yeah
I'm makin' it in, I'm a swisher, what? (Yeah!)
"Shh" 'bout that shit in the kitchen, yeah (What?)
Niggas gon' do you like Biggie, huh (Bah!)
She put on a show, gettin' jiggy, uh (Ha)
I ain't paintin' but they get the picture (Nah-nah), hol' on
Watch out, my nigga might hit you (Phew, doo-doo-doo-doo)
Doo-doo-doo-doo, Glock with a beam in it
Doo-doo-doo-doo, smokin' on magic
That voodoo (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
They kill they homies what they'll do to you
Shaggy, ya dawgs snitch like Scooby Doo (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Watch out, my nigga might hit you

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