Willow - 24 Barz Lyrics

F*ck da heat dey don't want beef right
F*ck beats get murked in da streets aight
Broad day like we move wit police tight
Talking Co-D's Parole's and street fights
I'm done wit all da drama silly baby mama's
I Keep it Presidential im talking Obama
See my whole line up niggaz a all line ya
Hit da spot dont come around us
Only cypha shit dats my word bond trust
Barz on fuego burn em all down dust
On God keep a round in da chamber dats tucked
Can't f*ck with da kid Come f*ck wit da kid
Eat ya food fast let it stick to my ribs
Grown man biz go handle ya wiz
Disrespectful lips get da whole damn
Throw da whole nine "uh" just for kicks
I'm only bull shitting with rap
I really rather relax
Sip drinks till I'm drunk put her head down in my lap
Party wit my peoples listen we not equals
When slap boxing da beat bopping
Da heat dropping got birds flocking
Like Mami heat watch me
Line for line you couldnt handle mine
Got her panties dropping
Who name dropping
Clout chasing not I I'm paper chasing
Make a move you steady faking or capping however how it happen
Niggaz not built like dis I'm laughing