HUSH

[Chorus: DizzyEight] We going up Sitting at the top like we stuck Brodie want my spot he out of luck Steppin to the crew you getting crushed We been eating good and all you biting is the dust You don’t get no love round here Playing with my team you’ll lose some blood round here Playing with my blood’ll get you touched round here If You don’t want no problems keep it hush round here [Verse 1: Louverture] He tryna resurrect, knock off his head again, sigh (ensure I dead shit) It’s kinda funny they put in more studio time yet my worst still competе with they best shit I let a jay chirp away whilе I stroll into fame, getting traffic just like intersections All my opps call me a burger since I’m quick to beef when you play with the bread, cheese and lettuce Best get the message, lil pointdexter musical genius make gold out of dust Too RAW for the thugs, I ain’t a jester, play for me jokes? Then nigga, it’s up I been had enough, they been tryna black ball a G, p-p-plotting, tryna drop me Had to T up, fuck yo weak ass haki, frauds get disembodied Smoke ‘em like bud, Louie still training in gyms, let’s see them talk big when I’m bigger I know some bitches that can’t get the kid out they mind tryna play me like I’m not a rizzer BODIED HIM - with his own flow… that shit embarrassing nigga Bro think I’m shook when he press, you can sub, you can diss, threaten death and I won’t even SHIVER [Chorus: DizzyEight] We going up Sitting at the top like we stuck Brodie want my spot he out of luck Steppin to the crew you getting crushed We been eating good and all you biting is the dust You don’t get no love round here Playing with my team you’ll lose some blood round here Playing with my blood’ll get you touched round here If You don’t want no problems keep it hush round here [Verse 2: Ham Sandwich] Keep it quiet or you dying, nigga I ain't even trying but I'm sliding Money multiplying, purchasing the finest in designer You a fly I'm flyer, try me put his face up on a flyer You a social climber, sipping on that Grimace, on that Grimer Give that boy a shiner, punch drunk, I feel like I'm a Friar Way I keep it Tucked, boy don't push your luck before I fire Send him deep enough, that he ain't gettin out without revivers Catch me creeping up, on buddy ass, his situation dire Shit gets scary in my area Try me and I'm flaring ya You the weakest link That's why your homies have to carry ya Gojo keep a barrier Bitch blocker, I parry her Taking his squad out solo, you would think I called a Harrier She want me to marry her, way she sucking me down, I'm top dog I'm the talk of the town, when I speak, they ain't making no sound like Hush, nigga, heh Hush, nigga, they ain't making no sound like