Different (feat. 1KChris)

(Jizzy) Fuck is you sayin' lil nigga we different If a fuck nigga run up he get hit with a Smithen He tried to diss on the gang now the pussy boy missin' And his bitch loving the dick she say it's finger lickin' Uh TCE walk with a stick on 'em They know marco got a switch and that bitch really hit on 'em (On god) We put that boy in a ditch what you get trynna diss homie You'd think that hoe made of cereal way she do tricks on it Uh uh uh uh uh Walk in this bitch with a drac on me Boy talkin shit and get hit in his face homie Pussy boy swear he the realest but really the fake homie All around green I ain't talkin no snake homie He a sweet ass boy like a muffin get baked homie Uh I gotcho bitch wanna play with my hair imma crack from the back and record while she shake on it uh Lotta these niggas be bitches If they get in that jam they gon' turn to some snitches Uh these niggas be jealous they hate on the riches Uh these niggas be jealous they hate on the bitches Uh stop bein weird nigga go get yo cake up Mad cus his bitch at the crib imma fuck up her make up Mad cus his bitch at the crib suckin dick off the wake up You mad at the wrong person niggas don't hate us Uh done with this bitch I'm jus iggin' Uh Ya bitch in the trap wanna swallow my children Uh ya bitch in the trap sayin she wanna lick me Uh nigga mad I'm bout to punch on her kidneys Ain't no game over lil nigga just quit it Uh Nigga run up he get hit with a 50 Dirty ass stick man this bitch look sticky But fuck to one K tell them hoes how you feelin' Bout to blow up and I feel like a rocket These Nigha be broke they gon make me the topic I be setting these trends they gon follow and pop it Tryna diss onnat net for a bitch that is not it Got a big ass gen and they bitch hold 50 Don't flag in the field we gon do you like Ricky I'm having blues and this shit hella sticky When I get on the beat they say boy you so different That boy kept dissing we painting his pictures I been in that field Ian talking no scrimmage That boy had to die we had to cross out that image Scat pack straight eight's this bitch here a hemi' Don't try to run in that v we gon flip it That vvs choking this bitch cost a ticket Man I feel like melly got murder on my mind Trap real hefty don't look out the blinds These niggas be watchin' me through all the blinds uh Don't diss on the bro we gon' spin for the guys uh Don't know we gon pop out the cut with the glock like surprise uh Pussah nigga keep starring he was scared as fuck he can't believe his eyes uh