Tekst piosenki
[Intro]
Most y’all niggas wouldn’t make it
One on one with Satan bitch haha
Most y’all niggas wouldn’t make it (nope,nope)(Round 1)
One on one with Satan (FIGHT)
[Verse]
Most y’all niggas wouldn’t make it, one on one, fight to the death
Me strapped up in that psycho vest, got the mask on looking like Hannibal Lect
Was trying to let that last wack nigga digest
But that shit he was spitting, wasn’t agreeing with my system
Ru-Paul niggas to worried bout fashion
Not enough rappers in the game fucking rapping
You sell a little ounce of weed for studio time
And you think your ass is trapping
You had threesome with one fat bitch
And you think your dick is magic
Heard the cops came through on a noise complaint
And you think your hood got traffic
Just cause your friend wear the same color everyday
Y’all think y’all niggas is banging
You ain’t bout that life, little nigga ain’t bout shit
You still living at your mama crib
And your ass ain’t even paying rent
But you gotta mouth full of heat but you never wanna vent
When you Shadxander, you don’t say shit
But how is a bitch nigga gonna respond
To a nigga that Satan had to respawn
[Chorus]
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
[Hook]
Most y’all niggas wouldn’t make it
One on one with Satan
Have y’all bitch niggas fainting (eh,eh,eh)
Most y’all niggas wouldn’t make it
One on one with Satan
Have y’all bitch niggas fainting (eh,eh,eh)
[Verse: Unknown Entity]
Yo fuck that nigga Xander, real talk I can’t fucking stand him
He make it hard for a nigga to eat, my baby mama say he handsome
I mean a nigga might can rap some, I might even try to dap son
But if I catch that nigga out in the street you know I got the gat for him
[Verse: Rashad-Alexander]
Man fuck you and your posse, y’all French niggas can’t fucking stop me
Blitzkrieging like a fucking German, and y’all gassed up like them Nazi
Your career is all fucking hype
Flavor Flav niggas can’t even act right
You better get Schwayze when you fucking see me and call Casper to ghostwrite
Take a wack mc birthright
Like the 2nd son of Abraham
If that beat is kosher, sure as Moses, you know a nigga going ham
Brighter than a menorah, stay fucking somebody daughter
Jihad for all of these wack rappers
Like Allah gave me them orders
[Chorus]
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
You ain’t bout that life, yeah you ain’t bout that LIFE
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