No Diss (5Mix) Lyrics

We cant beef you out here trolling and you know who shot you

Get off the net and up the score lil boy like damn you know who popped you

Told the bitch to act her age I swear hoe it ain't shit to block you

You the type to pop out with no bread and say your homie got you

I'm the type to pay some extra cash to make your homie drop you

That backdoor be so open nigga close it fore them niggas rock you

The way your ass be moving shit so childish you a rookie nigga

They had you running whining like a cat your ass a pussy nigga

You only tough with bitches please explain how you a bully nigga

Hot out shirt on head for ski mask I don't need no hoodie nigga

Know my 8 gon get me straight if 12 ever come book me nigga

Nigga think we play with toys this glock don't look like Woody nigga

If I ever see Tdot I'm quick to blast no I don't need no mask

Told my bitch ain't shit to spend some cash you know I got a bag

She ain't used to this her ex so broke I'm better than her last

We up like 3 your nigga dropped the ball I trucked him Dj Spazz

Say that 5 3 times and I'm gon pop up like I'm beetlejuice

I can't take you serious you flex work that your peoples do

If I ain't got it on me look at Mook cause I know he gon shoot

Stand over shit and taking off my mask we playing peekaboo


If I ain't never bought you flowers bitch then please don't call me boo

Had to stop flirting with hoes cause they lil ass gon act delusional

K2 know I got him he go through it but he pulling through

We both got guns it's bout who gon shoot first cause we ain't bulletproof

I say names when talking shit cause I don't do subliminal's

I'm just a nigga don't play bout respect I ain't no criminal

Weak ass rapper biting flows go tell him be original

My bitch say that I'm different from these niggas I ain't traditional

Told my bro we on that shit for life make sure you keep a fye

Aw we into it you ain't gotta fye so you wanna die

I go through some shit but keep it in cause they can't see me cry

Bitch what you think that Steel mean ask if I'm good and I'm gon lie

I'm just speaking how I feel lil bitch no this ain't no diss


All them niggas saying they don't like me they ain't on shit

Told my bro to swing my door I'm tryna blow my 4 nic

You ain't gon shoot your gun you just gon pass it you gon throw it

You know your ass a hoe you ain't gon shoot you just gon throw nigga

You ain't gon pull that trigger pussy boy you ain't gon blow nigga

You ain't gon let it bust lil dumbass boy you just gon show niggas

You ain't gon get back for your brotha bitch you just gon post nigga

If you ain't cool with 2 and we into it drop your lo nigga

Sneak dissing to a bitch your ass got lucky but you slow nigga

I can never speak down on my guys not to no hoe nigga

I can't pillow talk at all like fuck I look like Zo nigga?

Ain't no beef with that nigga at all

I'm just saying how I feel