Tit for Tat Lyrics

Got these rap dudes pissed and mad

I'm spittin' facts, don't you know it's tit for tat

If you get us, we'll get you back

Get your wig split in half for fifty racks

Got these rap dudes pissed and mad

You're spittin' trash, everything you've written's wack

Pics with bands on Instagram

We'll hit your pad with sticks and masks and lift your stash

I'll drop ya mans where he stand if he talk to me

Posin' with bands on the 'gram like a rock groupie

Call these rappers Green Day the way they drop Dookie

We 'bout action like the screenplay to a Rock movie

My team is All Stars that'll Smash Mouths

Speak less, your street cred is maxed out

These class clowns take the fast route to rap clout

We'll hit your stash house with bangers and mash out

And I ain't talkin' 'bout British food

I don't mean BBC when we deliver news

Bitch, I need to see receipts to know that shit is true

I'll spit at you like Pac did in that interview

So go ahead and spell it out with your blue notes

That just lets the crew know who to rob and who's broke

Hit the block and let off shots like I'm Kukoč

Tit for tat, the clip attached longer than Manute Bol

Got these rap dudes pissed and mad

I'm spittin' facts, don't you know it's tit for tat

If you get us, we'll get you back

Get your wig split in half for fifty racks

Got these rap dudes pissed and mad

You're spittin' trash, everything you've written's wack

Pics with bands on Instagram

We'll hit your pad with sticks and masks and lift your stash

Pull up on ya mans in a minivan

With a pistol and a Bart Simpson mask

Get kidnapped takin' his kids to class

Push his wig back for fifty grand

That's quick math; addition, fam

No diss track, I'll kill a man

For a six pack of Miller cans

Have a mishap with a ceiling fan

Body parts get mix and matched

Send his fingers back in a Christmas bag

Gift wrapped with a little tag

And his wedding band still attached

Steal ya car and flee I'll nick ya Jag

Call it Cardi B, get it stripped for cash

Boss shit, Vince McMahon

Mosh pit, gettin' bands

On instagram with the sticks and gats

Talkin' this and that about flippin' packs

Tryin' to get this scratch like a Brillo pad

Sellin' nicks and grams for chicken scratch

Never slang drugs but my siblings have

Got the same mum but different dads

I got all the guidance they didn't have

Calm and quiet, don't get me mad

I'll cause a riot at Disneyland

I'm so ill in fact, there's no pill for that

When the hero dies, the villain laughs

Zero times did I give a damn

Hop out the whip like the Shiggy Dance

Make ya mandem piss their pants

Ready to Die like Biggie's plans

No chit chat, it's tit for tat

Got these rap dudes pissed and mad

I'm spittin' facts, don't you know it's tit for tat

If you get us, we'll get you back

Get your wig split in half for fifty racks

Got these rap dudes pissed and mad

You're spittin' trash, everything you've written's wack

Pics with bands on Instagram

We'll hit your pad with sticks and masks and lift your stash