THREATS

[Intro]

(wxstwrld, bitch)

(BACK IN ACTION 4.0, a mixtape)

(Rev up your engines)

[Chorus]

I took a trip to your city, yeah, I never show niggas pity, nah

Tryna go verse for song for song, then, nigga, you're better off quitting, yeah

Give a fuck if I'm offensive, huh, talk all my shit, I'm defensive, yeah

If he not really a threat to me, nigga, then get the fuck out of my mentions, yeah, ha

[Verse 1]

Huh, 'cause I don't got time for y'all, I don't got time for lames and fuck niggas

I don't got time to stall or pick up calls 'cause I don't trust niggas

My brodie whip is manual, he ride 'round, and know he clutch with it

Say that you don't want smoke, 'cause wе smoke Woods but we don't dutch niggas, huh

I'm in the A, lеt's link, huh

I flew in like last week, yeah

Nigga been duckin' my tweets, huh

Nigga, why you think shit sweet? Huh

Bitch tried blockin' me, yeah, I was at the DMV, huh

That shit not shockin', nigga, huh, yeah

Bitch, already know that I'm good, I don't need you to tell me that I'm cocky, ho

My brothers ready to cut up, yeah, they whip that fire like this shit was hibachi, ho

I'm revvin' that engine up just so I can shut you up, yeah, from talkin', ho

I'm walkin' out of the store after I look at, yeah, every mo'fuckin' option, yeah, 'cause I can

[Chorus]

I took a trip to your city, yeah, I never show niggas pity, nah

Tryna go verse for song for song, then, nigga, you're better off quitting, yeah

Give a fuck if I'm offensive, huh, talk all my shit, I'm defensive, yeah

If he not really a threat to me, nigga, then get the fuck out of my mentions, yeah, ha

I took a trip to your city, yeah, I never show niggas pity, nah

Tryna go verse for song for song, then, nigga, you're better off quitting, yeah

Give a fuck if I'm offensive, huh, talk all my shit, I'm defensive, yeah

If he not really a threat to me, nigga, then get the fuck out of my mentions, yeah, ha

[Verse 2]

There's a whole lotta niggas in person, but none of these niggas wan' keep the same energy though

Niggas be claimin' they homies with me, but already know that we frenemies, bro

See me in person, that nigga still ain't said shit, but that ain't suprisin' me though

I'm 'bout to skrrt off, ride around town in a Benz, don't say I'm hidin', lil' bro

So don't say I'm hidin', lil' ho, wan' run the fade, we can run thirty, bro

When I'm in the city, I'm droppin' my lo' so you could pull up, but I know you won't, though

Huh, you niggas groan like bitches, I don't like fuck niggas, that's my sickness

I'ma make sure we don't leave no witness, strap need a word, gotta need his fitness, yeah

And my shooter, he need minutes, yeah, been tryna get a brand new tennis, huh

Grills in the mouth, Duke Dennis, yeah, ain't been worried 'bout spendin', ha

[Chorus]

I took a trip to your city, yeah, I never show niggas pity, nah

Tryna go verse for song for song, then nigga, you're better off quitting, yeah

Give a fuck if I'm offensive, huh, talk all my shit, I'm defensive, yeah

If he not really a threat to me, nigga, then get the fuck out of my mentions, yeah, ha