Unfuckwitable

[Intro: Smoke DZA] Uh You punk motherfuckers, you can't fuck with us Uh, unfuckwitable Punk motherfuckers, you can't fuck with us [Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Uh, Right Pulled up in the Camaro playing Mighty Sparo 'Cause I'm confident, they think I'm shallow Straightforward like a bow and arrow So much horses on my garment, I might need a saddle For all my God-fan drug dealers that's tryna survive out here, but it's a battle If it get too hot there, then we skidaddle, time to travel Good hustlers, no one to pack it up Move to a spot off Ecuador, slow the traffic up The God DZA, the bomb twister, the Don sipper Freaking off with some thotty hotties, they all sisters All my denims got the mumps in it Slap fire out your face, then light the blunt with it, uh You a bum nigga, my uncle out his mind out to lunch with it To have you disappear and be done with it The low bucket, the sear sucker or gear on you suckers Punk motherfuckers, you can't fuck with us Uh You punk motherfuckers, you can't fuck with us [Verse 2: Roc Marciano] Pulled up in the Seven playing Otis Redding Learned how to hold a weapon from my older brethren Blowing the western with the motor revving, let em hold 11 My hoes is all bow-legged My old flows, niggas bootlegged it I copped a Loff with the pool embedded, I'm cooling in it The Range came with the cooler in it You got school, that's just tutoring niggas I send a Cougar with them shooters in it My lieutenant went for super vision, I visited my beautician I'm too pimpish, all my boots is glistened (roll my shit up, bitch) The Kaz bucket, the Jumpman come a dime-a-duzin An Iceberg, I might Donald Duck it The white sluts treat me like Michael Douglas, I kinda dug it The money come in lumps of hundreds Raps I published made the buzz big enough to get tough flooded You punk motherfuckers, you can't fuck with us (Marc baby) You bum motherfuckers, you can't fuck with us Yeah The fuck? Oh yeah [Verse 3: Domo Genesis] Pimp pistol grip pump on my lap it all, quit tryna pass us off With snarky comedy, quote me, bet we won't laugh it off Real talking, this ain't no cattle, come and smack your fraud Niggas broad day without mass, you wanna battle abroad To prove that shit, or pack it up and fuckin' move that shit You talkin' tough, you better lose that shit Like a sock in a sheet, it's seen easy, I'm a vampire in a mirror Niggas can't see me, fuck the one time Screaming until I see a mausoleum Yeah, they took my big uncle so we balling till they free him, believe me Tell Pete I wanna Rock now Hit the scene, hard bang looking like a Glock sound Did it how I want it, turning anywhere to my town It's like I'm playing Tetris how I hold the fucking block down, real talk Don't leave no killer weed around me, cause I will spark Fuck all that acting, we got real heart, bitch [Outro: Domo Genesis] Shout out to Smoke DZA, that's my motherfucking nigga, man You already know Fuck with you the long way, bruh, like family Shit is bigger than rap, it's deeper than rap music, it's family shit, bruh Young dons, RFC, let's get it