Testo Best Gore

Yeah, just to hit this beat I had to make some shit up to be mad about
Hit up Krim to check the count, yeah (Woah)
I hit twenty-four and my brother put some fuckin' paper in my hand
This whole situation planned, bitch

I go by my ones, that's what my hands for (Yeah, yeah)
Ayy, and put these rappers up on Best Gore (Woah)
Y'all don't gotta tell, that's what the feds for (Bow) Put this fuckin' mag off through his front door (Yeah, bow)
Said somebody blood, that's where I fucked up (Yeah)
You let that shit slide, that's how you fucked up (Yeah)
Stand on something once, ayy, you fake fuck (Bow)
You might love that bitch, but, ayy, I'm not one

Yeah, like I give a fuck 'bout where you come from
If it's up like that I got my scope in on y'all loved ones
Yeah, look like you got flipped to state informant, bitch
That's why I ain't text him shit, my album too important, bitch, I— (Bow)

All y'all need some jobs, you get some bread for it (Yeah)
Go do somethin' real and get some cred' for it (Bow)
Right now you a bitch, it's in yo' DNA (Yeah, yeah)
Get the fuck up out my life, not no Q&A (Yeah) Fuck y'all parents, I should beat 'em dead (Yeah)
Said fuck who brought you up, who kept you fed (Bow)
Ayy, fuck this scene, and fuck the shit it bred (Yeah)
Middle fingers up, bitch, I really bled