[Verse]
Bitch I’m like the Godfather, got these rappers scared of me
It’s like I’m going vegetarian, you pussies scared of beef
South side I’m the chief, don’t give a damn about Lil Keef
And I ain’t rapping bout my shooters, you could be talking to police
NoGoodHood that’s who I be, since you never heard of me
This clip here hold three hundred like I’m signed to GBE
Heard your record deal flopped, nobody bought your lil CD
A deal with Interscope, hang them down don't need no scope
Lil Durk fucked on your hoe, pussy n***a you a hoe
Heard you ain’t fucking with the South, well here I am and here I go
Put the beam on his shoes, have him rocking Twinkle Toes
And if they put me in your city then I’m still gon’ do the show
That’s fo’ sho’, po’ a fo’, let me tell you how it go
Put the beam on my pistol, n***a watch these bullets glow
Yeah I see your video, watch you captain save a hoe
And I ain’t dissing Keyshia Cole, Twitter popping that’s for hoe
We used to sell your mama blow, right on Grove at the sto’
Hit the stove bout all the costs, it was time to double up
And they say Sosa drinking coffee, wanna taste what’s in my cup?
Plus I’m only nineteen, no prescription for this lean
Bet the Ruger make him leave, Freddy Krueger, bad dreams
Call him Twinkie watch him cream, pussy n***a you a snack
And if a n***a scared to face me I’ma stab him in his back
And you were sipping Coca Cola while my boys were selling crack
Yeah my video was wack, they never taught us how to act
Bitch I’m leading in the front, have my boys come through the back
Got the ink all in your face, like a n***a scared of tats
You’s a rat, it’s a fact, gon’ have to pay a couple racks
How you having all this paper and your n***as selling straps?
You ain’t welcome in my state, heard you beefing with the Grapes
Like we hung in New Jersey, me and Bass, we going ape
They keep on asking where I stay, South side of the A
And yeah we already ate but boy you still on the plate
Shooting long distance threes, like a verse on Bang 3
Ruger clip on Yao Ming, we with all them type of things
Plus I heard you got the K, must ain’t heard of me

[Sample: DJ Akademiks]
Telling them you’re gonna kill them, you’re promising
You put it on video if they come to your quote unquote your hood, your block, your fucking city or your state
Keep in mind, most of these negros making this threat, they usually don’t own shit
They usually share a bedroom, or to be honest they might just be flat out fucking homeless
Okay, yet, their block, their hood, their city is off limits