Yo Limm Watch this

Get Back while I spit facts
You're mad cuz your crews whack
You're asking for a hand out on your album where. They do that
You got 4 or 5 of your dawgs on your new track
Ill pack you like a school bag
Hold it down like a drug
Dropping bombs in the middle of the night call me afghan
Past plans
Got you seeing ghost call you pac man
Wanna line it up toe to toe now you hashtag
This aint instagram this the road and I'm pass mad
Drop a couple bars on your soul I'm the sand man
Now that I'm back where you go what's your plan
Heard you turn up with your mans
With your fam in the stand but you claiming you got fans
Bitch get out my face
Talking bout bro what's the problem lets relate
Your two face fucking a bucket ill get to dumping
Won't trust it you get enough of the substance this is redundant
Im tired of the games with you pussy and fake rappers

Lets get it crunk when you know what's up
While you filling up your cup watch me aim and squeeze
Cuz I don't give a fuck
You can call this a bluff
When enough is enough
Bet ill take your dreams
cnd if you feeling tough
We can go and knuckle up
When you feeling froggy jump
Cuz I'm tired of the peace
cnd when it comes to this
With the rhymes I'm the shit
Watch me go and fuck your bitch
This your rest In peace

So back to the story at hand
Heard you're fucking on your artist was that part of your plan
When you bred from the streets do you play in the sand
Where I'm standing from homie you a bitch of a man
cnd if you think I'm talking to you
You should play this again
Cuz I don't got a problem when I comes to the sin
You can go and google me and see I'm part of the problem
Had to put down the bottle just to stop getting charges
When I'm aiming with this bitch ima play like your father
You should prolly call the doc cuz they won't see you tomorrow
I should prolly take a break before I break you in half
Cuz the way I'm starting to roll ima get mad
Cuz I don't play these games and I'm not passing laughs
So ima tell you one more time before I finish this track
You a bitch you a hoe you a fluke and a junkie
You follow round my squad cuz you know that we stay jumping
One, two, three and to the four
Silence in this bitch and I'm aiming at your throat
Don't really give a fuck so won't you back on up
I pay homage when I rip shit up

Lets get it crunk when you know what's up
While you filling up your cup watch me aim and squeeze
Cuz I don't give a fuck
You can call this a bluff
When enough is enough
Bet ill take your dreams
cnd if you feeling tough
We can go and knuckle up
When you feeling froggy jump
Cuz I'm tired of the peace
cnd when it comes to this
With the rhymes I'm the shit
Watch me go and fuck your bitch
This your rest In peace

Silence for president