14 DISSING ft. Lil Beatzy Lyrics

Yeah, we just gon' rock him out

Catch him at the store, we grab the pole, we just gon' walk him down

All my opps is dead to me, shh, why you talkin' now

I think I got fed to this shit, like, bitch, I'm talkin' now

I just hit up beatzy on this beat, we just gon' pop it out

Come in through your back door with this stick, you better lock it now

I just hit her back throat with this dick, she just gon' cop it out

I got me a demon in my heart and I can't let it out

Shots go off, like, bitch, why you cough? Throw it back, hit the pause

She suck my dick she got no jaws

Ahhh bitch, I ain't Santa Claus

I'ma really come back with this baby Glock and make you fall

Bitch, always fuckin' dodgin' laws

Come back with this fuckin' chopper, leave him leapin' like a frog

I ain't got time to talk, when I leave, I hit him all

Bet this 5-5-6 gon' hit his feet and fuckin' take it all

Cut his knees off, make him crawl, bitch, I forgot my switch

Told Big O to turn the fuck around, this shit gon' get lit

I grab my stick, these bullets fuckin' hit his shit

Drowned him in the dishwater, told him, make a wish

Ah, PJ runnin like a bitch now

I got me a Uzi and a drac, this shit make big sounds

Ah, bitch, I told her, get down

Take him out the water like a fish, nah, he can't breathe now

L-L-T-H, what, I'm reppin' now, I'm just gon' stand on it

Fully mack up in the bag, I dare him, put his hands on me

Boom his head just like a trebone, I'm in the band, homie

Stupid bitch don't got no ringtone, she got a FansOnly

Ah, 762 on his face

I told DD, grab the knife, I'm tryna run my fade

With Billy, stupid bitch, he actin' silly

He fuckin' ran off with my weed

Put that hunnid in his teeth, 200 shots up in his feet

Ha, bitch, get on your knees

And I told him, was it worth it

20 shots, I'm finna twerk it

50 shots, don't call the cop, I grab my Glock, I'm finna throw it

Ha, like, bitch, I'm really dangerous' with it

Look into my eyes, what you see? Like this pain and shit

Ah, took advantage of this lil' nigga, now he lane switchin

Lived up in my house for two months, now I'ma blow your brains in it

Bitch, like, how you gonna fuckin' change quick

I'ma cut your fuckin' throat off, then you ain't gon' say shit

Ah, keep on goin', Beatzy

I'm just speakin' on this lil' nigga

I'ma fuckin' catch him out in public, then I pull the trigger

I hit up DDEE once again

We gon' post up at his mama house and spin the block with F and N's

Shoot your baby in the pin, rate the killin' one to ten

Mix the fuckin' Molly with the lean, I feel it kickin' in

Bitch, they call me Beatzy for a reason

Every opp he catch outside, he box 'em in just like some pizza

Lil' Ceaser, we be fuckin' on your nieces

One's name is Jesse and the other look like Felicia

I fuck that bitch right in the Kia

Turn her ass around, I bang her bone and set her feet up