No Discussion lyrics

[Verse 1: Christ Dillinger]
Big ass Backwood, I'm huffin and puffin
I shoot up your house and your momma start buggin
I pull out my di*k and I f*ck no discussion
I beat up the pus*y and smoke me a russian
Big ass choppa so n*ggas not tusslin
You ain't sippin wok lil n*gga thats tussin
I dont know this n*gga my runtz hes not puffin
I just put my sausage inside her McMuffin
Codeine on a camel so n*gga im crushin'
When i shop with plugs n*gga ain't no discussion
I pull out a pistol and end the discussion
I beat up a pus*y and smoke me a russian
Big ass choppa it knocked out his stomach
When I pull my di*k out, your b*tch she get on it
These junkies they hooked on the dope like its phonics
I'm meetin my plug and he speakin ebonics
The cops on my di*k
Think i got me a warrant
I pulled out my di*k and your b*tch, she was for it
Got a fat ass Backwood
Look like Lizzo
My di*k long look like limo
If you don't get money why is you here for
I'm eatin on penne and shrimp its expensive
She suck on my di*k before I finish my sentence
These n*ggas don't get it, they not comprehendin'
When I get the money I get right to spending
This magical life that I live so expensive
When she hear my lyrics she said they're offensive
Next thing you know I'm in her mouth like a dentist
You beefing with me, you're going to end up on oxygen
If you don't f*ck with me, why did you follow then
Hop outta lean put that sh*t in my tummy
I laugh at you clown but this sh*t is not funny
These n*ggas be acting like kings when they bummy
Then copy my style and then say they don't like me
How the f*ck you gon' say that when you try to bite me?
These internet n*ggas too pus*y to fight me
They talk on my name I don't take that sh*t lightly
You speak about me n*gga you speak politely
If he a fake friend then he worse than a opp
If Christ D on the beat then this sh*t is a bop
[Chorus: Kamiyada+]
New Glock, two toes
I'm at the party you best leave yo boo home
My shooters youngins, they grew up in group homes
Miss me you n*gga his head in a loophole
I'm not a racist I'm pulling a hoodie
That chop hit his leg, now we losing this footage
There's blood on the dance floor who's tryna boogie?
My team full of vets I can't f*ck with no rookies

[Verse 2: Kamiyada+]
Your b*tch tryna f*ck 'cause I do what you couldn't
I show no fear boy I do what you wouldn't
Diamonds they blinding but they can't stop looking
Pull up with a drake and the handle is wooden
I'm getting tough with three thugs and no laws
You couldn't handle my di*k and that sh*t was all soft
I'm in the charge and I'm blowing this house
The cops get behind me they know that I'm gone

[Chorus: Kamiyada+]
New Glock, two toes
I'm at the party you best leave you boo home
My shooters young 'cause they grew up in [?]
Miss me you n*gga his head in a loophole
I'm not a racist I'm pulling a hoodie
That time hit his leg, now we losing this footage
There's blood on the dance floor who's tryna boogie?
My team full of vets I can't f*ck with no rookies