Skoop - Free Meal For My Haters (Horsesh** & Mike Trampe Diss) lyrics

[Intro] (Samples) [Horseshoe GANG - Same Day] Let me tell you the real story [Ice Cube - No Vaseline] God damn, I'm glad y'all set it off [Funk Volume - Free Meal] Horsesh** Gang is amateurs [Sway & Mike Trampe] Sway: What about that half a million though? Mike: Oh listen man, I'm already workin' on it I got about 225 right now Sway, so we can come up with the other 225 and we're ready to go We can come up with the other 225 and were ready to go Ready to go (x9) [Verse 1: Reefä] Ready to attack I'm back So laugh But this track finna' send me forward in order to expose a b**h a**, Tramp And some other fools Don't worry I'll get to you This music sh** and dissin' Motherf**ers yeah I know I'm new This sh** is free publicity, I know what I'm doin' You got bars? Guess what? I got em too I'm 'bout to make a move See this kid up on the news Haters tryna stop me, can't you see you're being f**in' used You haven't got a clue who you're f**in' talkin to Damn, y'all goin ham on Facebook But I stooped down, to get a meal you clowns Imma k** you on the mic Not once, all night Four blunts rolled tight You think it matters that a haters talkin' sh** I listen to Kendrick, imma be Alright Y'all fell for the trap I don't rap on trap But Imma eat this wrap Go [Verse 2: Reefä] f** racists Y'all are too basic Face it, I'm the greatest Haters make me famous Ain't nothin wrong with a bein a kid tryna get big in the biz You still think I won't make it? Y'all are brainless Lookin like you need pay checks I'm amazing, lyrically in a space ship You think I don't know deciphering flows Check genius dot com, Imma hip hop pro Cos every lyric gotta deeper feelin' I don't care if you ain't feelin' cos it's fire that you're hearin' Not a liar Where's the ceiling It's below Cos I'm higher Than y'all You little b**h-a**es on the floor The first 2 were something new Out of the blue I, can't choose which one of you i should abuse, ah Horseshoe and Mike T, already loosin' This might be the tight beat to get it movin' You wanted beef, but why? Y'all are hella stupid I ain't gonna name names in a game change But Horesh** Ruthless And f** boys probably think I diss for nothin' Go read what happened and then see if I'm bluffin This is my free shot at fame n***as, I'll never hate no tradies If you working hard, I respect you brah But if all you do is but talk sh** Jarren Benton & Reefä: n***as get a f**in' job f** COB and the Horseshoe GANG And Mike Trampe, dissed me for no reason $koop: Yo, didn't you say he couldn't do math? Yeah free meal my n***a Put the track back on [Verse 3: Reefä] To all you f*ggots on Facebook You took the bait and won't understand why I made it I'm famous by now, surely You hatin' so don't call me your homie When you don't know me You b**h a** little phonies Are you Horesh** or are you My Little Ponies I am exploding $koop: If you think that He started this beef then just Have a good read bout my n***a named Reef And that b**h a** on Sway started talkin' some sh** While we f**in' his b**h Reefä: I didn't want an issue But you hatin' on my music Now I gotta diss you I'll never f**in' miss you Even when I'm up high on that stage And you gave me this fame I won't call out your name, b**h So hear my lyrical pistol I'm just tryna get some free food from these gay dudes that are offerin a disco Like some dick gang is finna' go ham on this dude? There's, 4 of use and one of me i can't believe I'm solo and ill f** you b**hes on a single Like I don't even know why I made this track Y'all just started beef for nothing, man I was just exposing this racist cat And then like, everyone started I can't rap And all this, and all that Like, get the f** outta here You little b**h-a**es Straight the f** up (laughs) Y'all are just like, low as sh** I'm high as f** [Verse 4: Reefä] (Ever since I was a) Ever Since I was a kid I would copy what I listen I'm not a criminal Ain't tryna steal no decimals I'm just a young n***a tryna up the figure but I figure a f**in' hit could only make it quicker (Yeah) But when a dumba** f**in' manager can't handle banter written on the internet 'Yo, how much money you make?' The f**er will regret what he once said (The f**er will regret what he once said ) Check it So let me get the story straight You called up in the morning, Sway And shouted out the Horseshoe Gang by mistake? Said they ready to battle for half a mil' You gotcha money comin', n***a wasn't that the deal, b**h [Bridge] I'm just startin' to build Now it's my Free Meal You couldn't count no bills b**h I'm just startin' to build Now it's my Free Meal You can't seal no deal [Verse 5: Reefä] Mother s**er, tryna be a white Chris Tucker (Yo Smokey) Fat lookin' mother f**er f** you and to the Horseshoe Gang You n***as already had a song ready, pre-produced that thang Ain't no replies in that wack rap n***as skedaddle A f**in' cattle could start better beef You can respond or not, cos its yo n***a Reef Not yo' f**in' beef, I beef with the Trampe And any f**er tryna sh** on me