Battle Rime's

You try to flip mad rhyme's

and your trying to make your self sound ill/

You couldn't flip shit on the tumbling

team I'm sick of your flow,

and your weak ass dro/

If you think you can beat me,

come on dog be for real you going against steel/

You keep on playing I'm a have

to drill you in the dirt you wanna beef

wit me and Lil Ceezy/

I'm rockin da Gucci fit head to toe

I even got the gucci rubber in my doe/

cause I stay in your hoe/

Running you over wit the Honda Accord,

then I'm a choke wit my cable cord/

I bet my bottom dolla

I'll make your mom's holla