Banda Depression - #FuckThe903 Lyrics

Everyone from the 903
Wanna be a rapper just like me
They ain't got no flow
They ain't got no style
F*ck the 903
Y'all make me wanna scream
Bitch what

Let me tell you something
Not everyone of you wack motherf*ckers
Can be a rap motherf*cker
Y'all here that motherf*cker
Can't tell when I'm f*cking with you motherf*cker
I'm the talk of the town
Bitch I'm at the top of the town
And it's so easy
When you from the 903 like me
F*ck that
Neighborhood got shot up just last week
Bitch you missed me
I was right down the street
Just f*cking murkin' beats
Y'all take like 2 weeks just to write for a 3 minute beat
Then just 2 seconds for the mix and master
Final production sounding like a final disaster

Everyone from the 903
Wanna be a rapper just like me
They ain't got no flow
They ain't got no style
F*ck the 903
Y'all make me wanna scream
Everyone from the 903
Wanna be a rapper just like me
They ain't got no flow
They ain't got no style
F*ck the 903
Y'all make me wanna scream
Bitch yeah

First time doing something like this
No matter what you wanna think bitch this a diss
And I'm coming up from behind while you takin a piss
This ain't a murder 'till we talking cheerios
If you don't got the punchline bitch I'm talking serial
My bank account got the f*cking numbers like a barcode for some cereal
Y'all getting destroyed on this beat
Like Chris Browns wife y'all get beat
I don't wanna hear another word from you baby ass motherf*ckers
Y'all can goo-goo wa-wa in the f*cking mic somewhere else

Everyone from the 903
Wanna be a rapper just like me
They ain't got no flow
They ain't got no style
F*ck the 903
Y'all make me wanna scream