I.D Beatz - Ill Spittas (Rich As f** instrumental) lyrics

Simon Brathwaite (Verse 1) Unhh spit like ima big man Left you in the dust no right hand No MGM but we is grand And no b**** n***** in the clan Dats B-gang we important You new to rap like a tourist You keep getting more boring But my words keep on pouring Its Strong B on the beat Locked in the game like a car key Rap so retarded I always leave a mark no sharpie N***** always tryna start me But I'm in ignition neva parking You mad tight like an apartment U just like a dog, stop barking I'm spittin ill, imma ill spitter F*** you, middle finga Shooting up the beats, dats a trigga finga Feasting on the beats, call it dinner Spit game is so vital The rap game's like survival I got the title No more walking on the tight rope I speeding past like a cheetah Kick b**** n***** away no fifa My life's full of leisure And I'm heating up like a heater Its Strong don't forget the name Im coming straight for the money and the fame And that's Simon (Hook) Look at yo rank…. ours is bigger Uh uh uh all my n***** is ill spittas All my n***** is ill spittas All all my n***** is ill spittas Look at yo rank….. ours is bigger All my n****** is ill spittas All my n****** is ill spittas Uh all my n***** is ill spittas