Diss Datt Lyrics

Rippa on the beat, bitch

Let me hear it

Aint worried about no motherfuckers who I been passed

You steady tricking on them hoes with your simp ass

Brodie baby A rizzy and his gym pants

So every time he walk through you know he limp pass

I got the gym mad, niggas hoes, they be acting like Kim dad

You ain't never touch a bag, boy that shit sad

I be trapping out the glad, make a bitch mad

Yeah, nigga sit back

I be working like I'm tryna get a six pack

I be laughing niggas out here screaming get back

Playing games, fuck around and get a bitch smacked

I don't do strong arms, but I ain't worried about no kickback

Buying food form Hong Kong, I ain't tryna get my shit snatched

Two times two, broke it down like a Kit Kat

Remember getting nothing, now all a nigga do is get stacks

I Remember we was busting off the beans, they was trip stacks

Nigga ass, couldn't see Christmas, he got gift wrapped

Nigga got beat, tryna speed, they knock this pitch back

Never heard a real nigga from the streets

Yeah, this that, yeah, nigga this that

Yeah, nigga this that, yeah, nigga this that

Yeah, nigga this that

This that Soulja livin tru, Soulja living life

I got niggas doing two, got niggas doing life

I'm that nigga that influenced you to get your money right

I'm the one that told you truth, told you streets was trife

I'm the one that told a nigga how to play and be on beat that time

Cracks kicking nigga door, I'm the one leaping through them blinds

Niggas know about Buddhaman and Soulja Glock, them boys there sliding

But it don't matter, cuz niggas know I'ma Buddha, bye-bye-bye-bye-bye-bye

Bout mine

Yeah, it's bout my time

Niggas try throw dirt up out my name but I'm still gon' shine

Real life shit here ain't no game, can't press rewind

Self made, and I don't dick bang so it's gon' take more time

Yeah, nigga, cus this that

Nigga this that

Yeah, nigga this that

Yeah, nigga this that