CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Gettysburg Address
One and only
Mingo, haha
I'm in a ’tayga, you whippin' a fishbowl
That n***a said that he finna kill me in a song but [?]
All of these racks in my pocket, put one on yo' head and we taking yo’ lid off
it's getting me p*ssed off
B*t*h, I'm the big dog, yeah
Only thing that n***a got against me is a [?], that sh*t be killin' me though
How does a n***a that leave his career in the [?]
It's crazy 'cause half of these n***as still be in my phone, I ain't gon' speak on it though
Anytime that n***a talkin’, I leave it alone, because I already know how it get
It’s like, I give 'em attention and give ’em some clout
Do you hear the words that comin' out your mouth?
How the f**k I ain't dead, but you know where my house is?
How the f**k I ain't dead, but you know where I stay?
How the f**k I ain’t die, when I came to your state?
Why the f**k I ain't die? 'Cause these n***as some b*t*hes
Come to that dead n***a grave and I'm p*ssin' (F**k)
I promise I ain't mean to diss him
Gunnin' that n***a, I'm finna' dismiss him
Knockout his tooth, that'll give him some wisdom
Talk to the hand, if that boy want an issue
He wanna beef, n***a who the f**k is you?
You goin' down and I'm not comin' with you
Stay with 15, what you tryna get into?
Yeah, you tryna put dirt on my name, that's why that boy in the dirt
Tryna' run up his numbers by using my name, that n***a goin' berserk
I'm sorry you think that I'm going insane, but it's way deeper
They on my d**k, do yo' knees hurt?
B*t*h, I'm Dakota the Reaper!
How the f**k these n***as say they don't f**k wit' me? Fact that they wanted a feature
If I was petty I would take all of these n***as ho's, and then drop her, 'cause I do not her
These little rap a** n***as share each other clothes, but I don't think they want you to know that
Tell my clones, like can I get my flow back?
These n***as my sons, I just want you to know that
Yeah I've been yellin' inside of my mic since 2019, back then when I wanted to hoop
They always ask me like why am I yellin'? Its really because that's just how I express in the booth
Back here to show you I ain't stealin' nobody's sh*t
They only say that because of the numbers he get
F**k all the numbers, we turn that boy to a billboard record, that pu**y n***a a hit
Pick up my phone, and they like "put the heat on"
Only thing I need is me, turn the beat on
You lucky that n***a be seeing what me on
You lucky that n***a be watching what I do
I told my gang "don't let bullsh*t get by you"
That n***a broke, if I want, I could buy you
My b*t*h is bi and my glockie is bi too
Walk in the store, see some sh*t, I'm a buy two
I'm goin' up man, no wonder they biting
Pay-per-view, all of my diamonds be fighting
She throw that sh*t onto me, it's delighting
I put a flash on his face for the lighting
I went and copped some McQueen's like I'm Lightning
No like dead a**, they're on the way, from Grailed
Mingo, haha
I'm in a ’tayga, you whippin' a fishbowl
That n***a said that he finna kill me in a song but [?]
All of these racks in my pocket, put one on yo' head and we taking yo’ lid off
it's getting me p*ssed off
B*t*h, I'm the big dog, yeah
Only thing that n***a got against me is a [?], that sh*t be killin' me though
How does a n***a that leave his career in the [?]
It's crazy 'cause half of these n***as still be in my phone, I ain't gon' speak on it though
Anytime that n***a talkin’, I leave it alone, because I already know how it get
It’s like, I give 'em attention and give ’em some clout
Do you hear the words that comin' out your mouth?
How the f**k I ain't dead, but you know where my house is?
How the f**k I ain't dead, but you know where I stay?
How the f**k I ain’t die, when I came to your state?
Why the f**k I ain't die? 'Cause these n***as some b*t*hes
Come to that dead n***a grave and I'm p*ssin' (F**k)
I promise I ain't mean to diss him
Gunnin' that n***a, I'm finna' dismiss him
Knockout his tooth, that'll give him some wisdom
Talk to the hand, if that boy want an issue
He wanna beef, n***a who the f**k is you?
You goin' down and I'm not comin' with you
Stay with 15, what you tryna get into?
Yeah, you tryna put dirt on my name, that's why that boy in the dirt
Tryna' run up his numbers by using my name, that n***a goin' berserk
I'm sorry you think that I'm going insane, but it's way deeper
They on my d**k, do yo' knees hurt?
B*t*h, I'm Dakota the Reaper!
How the f**k these n***as say they don't f**k wit' me? Fact that they wanted a feature
If I was petty I would take all of these n***as ho's, and then drop her, 'cause I do not her
These little rap a** n***as share each other clothes, but I don't think they want you to know that
Tell my clones, like can I get my flow back?
These n***as my sons, I just want you to know that
Yeah I've been yellin' inside of my mic since 2019, back then when I wanted to hoop
They always ask me like why am I yellin'? Its really because that's just how I express in the booth
Back here to show you I ain't stealin' nobody's sh*t
They only say that because of the numbers he get
F**k all the numbers, we turn that boy to a billboard record, that pu**y n***a a hit
Pick up my phone, and they like "put the heat on"
Only thing I need is me, turn the beat on
You lucky that n***a be seeing what me on
You lucky that n***a be watching what I do
I told my gang "don't let bullsh*t get by you"
That n***a broke, if I want, I could buy you
My b*t*h is bi and my glockie is bi too
Walk in the store, see some sh*t, I'm a buy two
I'm goin' up man, no wonder they biting
Pay-per-view, all of my diamonds be fighting
She throw that sh*t onto me, it's delighting
I put a flash on his face for the lighting
I went and copped some McQueen's like I'm Lightning
No like dead a**, they're on the way, from Grailed
