[Verse 1: Mike Shabb]
Dont say my name on your song, he talking to me bet im cracking his dome
He the internet type he get hit in his shit while he watching his phone
I put that chrome to your search bar
Niggas be typing the next day they gone
Im really a dirtball i pull on her wig and im grabbin her thong
Im takin my shirt off ill spit in your face like im Tupac
This shit like the 90s nigga we tie yo ass up and drag you up on that rooftop
I had to cut off my day 1 nigga and shit cuz he stole from the shoebox
Remember dat day he was talking that shit then we chased his ass down a fеw blocks
I feel like treach got my yungings with me i call еm the “Crews pop”
This nigga think shit sweet ill radio raheem his block with a boombox
Niggas can't be like Mike , Nigga i pop out the cut hit the moonwalk
Niggas want be like Spike , these niggas not hitters they work at the food spot
[Verse 2 : Niontay]
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