Talk sh*t Get Hit lyrics

[Intro]
(W4ddles, you genius)

[Chorus]
Lately I been laying in my bed
Quarantine season got me really in my head
I been pent up in the studio surfing on the net
See a lot of motherf*ckers talking sh*t
Lil b*tch, suck a di*k

[Verse 1]
Ya ya, talk sh*t, get hit
I don't even give a f*ck if the dude was really big
Even 6 foot five motherf*ckers could die
Yeah, the big bad bullies be Bowling For Columbine
With the AK spray like Mandalay Bay
Bang bang bang
Half these Twitter fools profile pics
Look like they in the KKK
You could tell everyone tweeting at me
I'll be your worst nightmare
If you been sleeping on me
You wanted beef homie?
Go see
I could make a f*cking vegan OD
Leafy greens, no leaks, no celery or pea
Go beef, motherf*cker bring the meat
Like you eat at Arby's
Grim Reaper with the beats, I go so freaking OC
Telling me I ain't fire when I'm rhyming is like R. Kelly saying that his girl was 18
The only "teen" that I come with is the AR-15
[Chorus]
Lately I been laying in my bed
Quarantine season got me really in my head
I been pent up in the studio surfing on the net
See a lot of motherf*ckers talking sh*t
Lil b*tch, suck a di*k

[Verse 2]
I been feeling low, damage taking a toll
People praying for my fall, been waiting there like a dog
So imma give 'em a bone, to pick if they wanna brawl
f*ck your Pitbull jaws, rather channel my inner Mike Vick
Cuz I'm always outta pocket when I scramble
Like an egg, goin ape all of the sh*t I tossed
You like Jay Cutler cuz all of the sh*t you tossed
Other words a paparazzi losin SD cards
Lotta picks (pics) you lost, to the defence
Every fight you picked you lost
Life's a b*tch and a mental game
So every time we try to play your di*k goes off
Viagra couldn't fix you dogs
Caught a vet (vette), and I ain't talking bout a red sports car
You can run hide, but only a matter of time
Getting lost like a pigskin ball
Other words you getting caught
Like Offset cheating
Talk sh*t, get hit harder than addiction withdrawal