You already know how this shit go Don't touch me, don't even look at me Matter fact, back the fuck up Who the fuck is Fivio Foreign? Don't make us pull up on the side and fuck up Fivio Foreign Catch him bright and early, we gone fuck up Fivio morning He say he GDK, we done gave Fivio warnings And we don't duck fights, he must not know the state I was born in If you ain't heard about the Gz it's best that you go get informed then Kill his whole posse off, he gotta go make some more friends He said Cash and I should not be like Ye But you was in Ye's dressing room dressing like Ye And you smoke vapes, you make New York a disgrace I catch you out of bounds I might stick a fork in your face and throw up the rakes Your own city said you not a street nigga You just a drunk that smoke Black 'n Milds and drink cheap liquor Your girl said she checked your porn history and seen niggas Nigga tried to reach and missed, boy you gotta be quicker (you gotta be quicker than that) You a zesty man, you got zesty tendencies (you zestified) I don't know what the fuck the done put in your Hennessy (extra fried) I don't know what the fuck is wrong with this industry But when I'm done with this beat, boy you gone remember me (you gotta see me) The shit you lyin' on your mother for will get you pops smoked You a pussy and your block know that this is really not smoke They only paying attention to you right now 'cause I spoke Your whole career is based on some shit we influenced (the Raq) The difference is you just rapped bout some shit we been doing Boy you know how many plans we done ruined? I'm speaking fluent You got on an interview and lied you wrong for that And when I met you, you was musty you too grown for that You ain't make Mafiathon 'cause your song was wack How you beefin' with a streamer like PlaqueBoyMax? That song you did with Von musta got to your head Heard they dropped you from the label, what you low on some bread? You must not know about my hood, we give out hospital beds But let me stop talking gangsta, 'cause I think he a fed How the fuck you get that demon time chain took? (What the fuck) With a name like Demon Time, tell me how that look And every time I seen you nigga you was looking shook And when we was face to face I shoulda hit you with a hook, you bitch nigga I hope you catch the hiccups forever (I do) I hope your ass die from cold weather and no sweater I hope you go to the Army and your peoples get that letter I hope when that belt hits your back, it be leather Don't you ever in your mother fuckin' life say some stupid shit like Rooga ducked a mother fucking fight (right) And don't you ever in your mother fuckin' life think that we was finna fight, that woulda been the day you died My niggas Blood and they hounds, I get that Q they sendin' 50 Mention Duck? Niggas will pop out like magicians shit'll get tricky You went to school in Indiana, you ain't even from the city But ya'll not my generation, I whoop ya'll ass like I'm Pete We was smoking shit across the street when you couldn't cross the street And I ain't gotta put money on your head, they'll do it all for free (for me) And until a nigga end up dead you can't call it beef Tread lightly before all your friends be dead like Uzi Vert Niggas think they crashouts, till they crashing in a hearse All you niggas gettin' this work, I don't care who last or who first We putting his ass in the dirt and in a bag and on a shirt So either way it's looking bad for niggas G Herbo said he GDK but let a nigga throw up GD and walked past a nigga And I ain't saying you gotta react to every action nigga But you startin' to look like an action figure (a actor nigga) And Recklezz I'm still whooping your ass I ain't forgot about you You in the same boat as Fivie 'cause I'm hittin' him in his mouth too If I punched you I doubt you would hear anything about you [?] I heard you live in Texas, I got GD's in the South too And Pat Bev you GDK too? (Damn Pat) I liked you on 2k but what you smoking, K2? (What the fuck) You got defense but your shot, you can't make 2 (trash) Nigga you better of sticking to them interviews (hahaha) Ya'll gotta stop playin with myself for real though And Fivio, on my son I'll do all types of wrestling moves to you What the fuck is wrong with you? I'll chokeslam you boy, I'll rockbottom your ass on folks and them (on GD) And Pat Bev you bogus as hell boy Get some buckets