I'm talking about the lyrics
Future - maybe...
but Kendrick?
These niggas talkin' out of they necks
Don't pull no coffin out of your mouth
I'm way too paranoid for a threat
Ayy-ayy, let's get it, bro
D-O-T, the money, power, respect
The last one is better
Say, it's a lot of goofies with a check
I mean, aww, I hope them sentiments symbolic
awww, my temperament bipolar, I choose violence
Okay, let's get it up, it's time for him to prove that he's a problem
Niggas clickin' up, but cannot be legit, no 40 water, tell 'em
aww, yeah, huh, yeah, get up with me
Fuck sneak dissin', first person shooter
I hope they came with three switches
I crash out, like, "Fuck rap, " diss Melle Mel if I had to
Got two T's with me, I'm snatchin' chains and burnin' tattoos
It's up, lost too many soldiers not to play it safe
If he walk around with that stick, it ain't Andre 3K
Think I won't drop the location? I still got PTSD
Motherfuck the big three, nigga, it's just big me
Nigga, bum,
what? I'm really like that
And your best work is a light pack
Nigga, Prince outlive Mike Jack
Nigga, bum,
'fore all your dogs gettin' buried
That's a K with all these nines, he gon' see Pet Sematary
nigga, bum