Lamborghini Narcos (feat. Lil Gotit) - Diss Gacha & Sala

(1209, please) Yeah Got hood baby with me, yeah Real hood baby, yeah (30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga) Woo, hey, hey Know I'ma be out the struggle in a minute 'Cause all I do is handle business In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh Then I make my way to Lenox Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it 'Cause these niggas tryna come and take somethin' Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent, but I ain't tryna comment on it And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm And these niggas sore losers, I don't want a trophy with 'em I'll never understand y'all rappers, all y'all do is copy niggas Y'all niggas real hoes, I don't want no bodies with you Them bricks in the mitres, them birds in the attic Don't fuck with no pigs, no mice, and no rabbits I fucked my old lady, got time for no capping And most of you rappers, y'all fuck on the baddies My top isn't red, drink pink in the bed, and All of my shooters, they action, no Jake's My ho, she cheatin' on me but I can care less 'Cause I'm cheatin' all out in Cali' My ho out in Cali', her hair match the palettes I'm chillin' with her friends, I'm living real Slatty These niggas big jokes, he say you want smoke We treat it like pinstripes, we go laser-taggin' I hopped in the Rolls, the curtain was closed It filled with some loads, get trapped by some cadies No, matter fact, I hopped in that Rolls Royce spider We put on big diamonds in traffic, just all I'm sayin' is Know I'ma be out the struggle in a minute 'Cause all I do is handle business In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh Then I make my way to Lenox Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it 'Cause these niggas tryna come and take somethin' Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent, but I ain't tryna comment on it And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm And these niggas sore losers, I don't want a trophy with 'em I'll never understand y'all rappers, all y'all do is copy niggas Y'all niggas real hoes, I don't want no bodies with you Too slimy, we play with your mental Everybody eat but a rat miss a dinner They didn't want smoke, boy, we made 'em surrender Slept on the jet, me and turnin' that Bentley Pop one for the streets 'cause I really came from nothin' With 24, he heavy, that Slime, I be deadly Equipped with them blickys, young trap boys, we ready Equipped with this money and came with the dead Off a perc' and an Adderall, I feel meditated Straight out the hood, they killin' and beggin' Thousand betters, thousand, tell 'em to bet it Track Hawk, no HEMI, I really be gettin' it Ain't got no big teeth, I spent racks at my dentist I still eat at Denny's, this drip, we got plenty We dressin' like Virgil, come get dripped in 'Venchy That bitch ain't expensive Know I'ma be out the struggle in a minute (you the ones trippin', that ho for the gang) 'Cause all I do is handle business (don't let that bitch trick you) In the drop-top, getting top in it, ooh Then I make my way to Lenox Copped the new plates and put some cameras on it 'Cause these niggas tryna come and take somethin' Been knew the pussy nigga was my opponent, but I ain't tryna comment on it And these niggas dead doc, and they having bad rhythm And these niggas sore losers, I don't want a trophy with 'em I'll never understand y'all rappers, all y'all do is copy niggas Y'all niggas real hoes, I don't want no bodies with you (1209, please) (30, you a motherfucking fool, nigga)

Know we gon' stay silent T-Bag, what's poppin', mane (I'm working on dying) Throw her up On YSL (Yeah, I'm bangin' red, but my beat came from Bloublood) I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin') Rockin' Gucci buckets (ayy) Same color as a chocolate chip muffin (chip muffin) I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin', ayy) Big guns, big whips, big money I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin, ayy) Big tips on bad bitch, yeah, I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin', ayy) Watch out, the tip of my widebody, yeah, it's a Hellcat, yeah, panoramic (ayy) Break it right down like a school with the money, I'm going ahead and diagram it (ayy) Nah, I want no yellow hats, but I keep me a tool like I'm fucking Manny (ayy) My momma said, yeah, I'm loving naughty hoes, I'm acting too menace (ayy) Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Thirteen shots fired, hit me lil' nigga, you ain't really putting shit back (you a ho) Stepping on these niggas, yeah, I treat this shit like Waka Flocka flow, man (stepping on) GTA thuggin', might go head a jet, went and popped a nigga Cadillac (popped a nigga Cadillac, GTA) Racks in the loot bag on the backseat, lil' nigga, go ahead and grab that (that's a hunnid) Snatch off in a Redeye, bet your lil' nigga won't try to chase that (skrrt, chase that) Shooters in a Demon right behind me, got out, if a nigga think, don't try it again (frrt, frrt) Niggas be talking real big boy shit, no, they ain't really playing with F&Ns (you ain't no big dawg) Big counter spent, lil' nigga, lil' bro saying Stickbaby, just chill (bitch, just chill) I'm San Andreas thuggin' (woo, San Andreas thuggin') Rockin' Gucci bucket (ayy) Same color as a chocolate chip muffin I'm San Andreas thuggin' (ayy) Big guns, big whips, big money I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin, ayy) Big tips on bad bitch, yeah I'm San Andreas thuggin' (San Andreas thuggin', ayy) Watch out, the tip of my widebody, yeah, it's a Hellcat, yeah, panoramic (ayy) Break it right down like a school with the money, I'm going ahead and diagram it (ayy) Nah, I want no yellow hats, but I keep me a tool like I'm fucking Manny (ayy) My momma said, yeah, I'm loving naughty hoes, I'm acting too menace (ayy) Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back At a kickback with Draco shots At a kickback with .80s on rounds (rrrah) At a kickback smoking out the pound At a kickback way outta town I been fucking grown hoes since a child (hot shell) Yeah, this stick foldable like uh (burrr) This Cayenne putting dick on a slut (this Cayenne) Wipe your nose you can't get in it blood (oh) Yeah, they switch on the back for their toughness (slide) Sound like, "grr" when that get to busting (slide) I got Pope on my chain, I can't tuck it (pope) You get flights out the town, if I'm fuckin' Got on Gucci high socks and I'm thuggin' (Gucci high socks) From Atlanta, my Phantom be muddy (I'm from Atlanta) Want a threesome, she bringing her buddy (buddy) Ain't no speaking no business and we shush him (oh) At a kick back, this shit could get ugly Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back Draco shots at a kick back

Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex whipper Pyrex Ayy, Pyrex, uh, cook up Yeah, uh, this shit finna be hard as fuck, slime No cap, fuck you thought it went? Ooh, stop trippin', goddamn Racks on me, shit, these pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah) Got racks on me (racks), but pussy niggas tryna envy me (brr) I'm at the tip-top, these niggas can't get to me (I'm at the tip) Got Gucci flip-flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo) Racks control my life like Sims now, I used to wear Timberlands (racks) They say, "Hood Baby, you a Crip", nah, these pockets on Benjamins (uh) Ah, yeah, I'm havin' Percocets, it got me divin' all the way in (Percocets) I ain't goin' back and forth, your pockets on lint These niggas ain't playin', they'll do it to the pen Fuck that ho so good, she had to repent (uh) Gotit up all of a sudden, didn't need no hands (Gotit up) In the hood with a Glizzy right on my ten Big shark in the tank, yeah, feel my fins (woo) I can get the Glock and squeeze it like a lemon, oh (let's go) I take his top and twist it red just like it's Trippie, huh (woo, woo, woo) I used to window-shop but guess what I be spendin' now (I'm spendin') Yeah, we send his locay, that what we had spinned around (go) His bitch actin' bougie, that why I had put her down (let's go) Yeah, it's time to go and show her, hold on, look around (hold on, woo) Yeah, bitch, show some (uh), thick lil' shit, gon' throw some (racks) Her pussy so wet, no odor (know it), new freezer, hell nah, new frozen (shine) Big snake in the grass, no vulture (big slime) Big body gon' shoot, no knows us (big body) I'm the man (with the plan), and I do them Xans (let's go) Racks on me, shit, these pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah) Got racks on me (racks), but pussy niggas tryna envy me (brr) I'm at the tip-top, these niggas can't get to me (I'm at the tip) Got Gucci flip-flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo) Racks control my life like Sims now, I used to wear Timberlands (racks) They say, "Hood Baby, you a Crip", nah, these pockets on Benjamins (uh) Ah, yeah, I'm havin' Percocets, it got me divin' all the way in (Percocets) I ain't goin' back and forth, your pockets on lint These niggas ain't playin', they'll do it to the pen (talk to 'em) Why you ain't paid your dues? Always on Instagram talkin' 'bout moves (woo) Yeah, this a two-door too (what), but we got different goons (grr) Got the same food (woo), but I got a different groove (let's go) These not the same shoes (uh), my Gucci got the swoosh (Gotit, Gotit) Yeah, these bitches try to catch on to us, slidin' on blocks like it got lube (skrrt) I keep vibes up in the loop, I told her how the bitch gon' sit on boo And them facts, yeah (shh), you knew that (don't do that) I was goin' through that, no, we got racks (talk to 'em) Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, I'm gettin' so high (woo) Nah, nah, nah, nah, pass this drip down to your crowd I taught you what should be, my child, you ain't gettin' tough, you just gettin' loud (let's go) Stay in lil' boy's place, stay out my mouth I'm gettin' cash now, took a different route (woo, skrrt) Racks on me, shit, these pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Got racks on me (racks), but pussy niggas tryna envy me (yeah, yeah, yeah, brr) I'm at the tip-top, these niggas can't get to me (Gotit, I'm at the tip) Got Gucci flip-flops with fur, yeah, all the way in (woo, woo) Racks control my life like Sims now, I used to wear Timberlands (racks, me in LA) They say, "Hood Baby, you a Crip", nah (Rollie wet), these pockets on Benjamins (yeah, they came in) Ah, yeah, I'm havin' Percocets (woo), it got me divin' all the way in (Percocets) I ain't goin' back and forth, your pockets on lint These niggas ain't playin', they'll do it to the pen