[Eskiip]
Eskiip and ox n***a we don't play
Pushing out weight err day
Cuff yo' chick, before she, give that oral forplay
Dirty b**h throw, her out like a tissue
Give her dope dick 1 time screaming out I miss you
Eskiip b**h, heres a tissue
Wipe my kids up off ya face
White stuff I ain't talking bout tooth-paste
Glock make you jump, kris cross, shoe lace
Girl gripping on my piece
While im busting on her bobbies [ahhhh]
Who's he, n***a that eskiip
Rhyming on beat
I like, a freak in the streets
A freak in the sheets
Do what ever, cause Im a real n***a
A trill n***a from Virginia thou
So I gotta keep it trill for
All my hood n***as, and my good looking women
Down with me since the beginning
Ain't tryna hop on deck when im making millions
Eskiip and ox n***a we the realest
Fa-f** ya feelings
Getting that green and the cabbage
You know that I'mma spend it
See this real sh**, its real raw and it's real rap
I know some n***as that claim they from the streets but never seen or bust a strap
All my n***as got choppas like biker club
Get tampons ready if you want war
You leaking blood, im the sh**, toilet bowl. Eskiip the new bomb C4
You never touch keys n***as, C-Note
Rewind that, and go deep back, im different from these other cats
Cut from a different cloth, you don't live what you rap n***a, that fiction [huh]
Im what the games been missing
Yall the BGC club all b**hes
Snapbacks, give a n***a fresh looks
Im fly balling westbrookes
Punchlines hitting like a right hook
Money thick, something like a textbook
Ox gang nothing above that
Rapping all the time cause you know a n***a love that
I can make it rain
b**h but I make it flood b**h
But it's like snow, cause I gotta shovel it
Im back in this b**h once again
Swagga mean, has no friends
Eyes red, veins of the devil advocate
Racks on racks im stacking it
Eskiip murding this beat
Ya wife I beat it, young mike Jackson
Deep in the p**y, so im laughing
Ass so fat, so I gotta grab it
Smack it, smashed it, pa** it off to ox gang so he kan hit it
n***as copy style that gay boii
Got my own style im original
Eskiip k**ing yall funeral. Eskiip im signing out
[Ox]
It's slaughter house but its word of mouth
Lyrics like shells so ima load the rounds
n***as spittin stupid so ima loan the rounds
Sending n***as up cause I don't hold em down
I ain't f**in with yah n***as yah some real snakes
Actin in documentries that's real fake
But I betchu ain't get it tho
Sinking it might take a min tho
You a Real dumb n***a stuck on how come n***a
Real dick head don't know how it work n***a
Yous a clown to a n***a court jester
Envy the crown on a n***a
Im the best of
Any n***a you might compare me too
Chastity belt Im unf**witable
n***as spittin shyt somebody else rote
At yah neck Sharp words cut throat
Oh yea I did it, you start the shyt and I finish
No name to the face when I body bag a n***a
Gone b4 the ER no bringing back a niga
No use for a trigger these bar serve his dinner
This verse be the k**a
Never wrote nuttin realla
Shells filled em no room for dessert
Life on the edge get em pushed for the work
Educate a n***a get a push in his work
Give em back to earth
Cover em in dirt