Zoe Osama - Iffy spiffy

{intro}
Tha new cartel music
(oh spiffie?)
Look
(hahaha, oh spiffie??)
('ol weird ass dude)
Aye
(on the hood!)

{zoe osama}
Aye, niggas to bitches, niggas not factors
Niggas be weenies 'cause these niggas be actors
Type a nigga call my phone and try to ask to beef?
You’s a mark ass nigga cuhz, i'm really in the streets
You will never be the nigga that he wanted you be
You will never be like nip, cuzzo ain’t a c
Hmm, 'ol weird ass mark ass weird dude
I guess he back in la, lil boosie dropped you
Dumb! ha, yeah i see him
Man, a nigga had to move down south 'cause we ain’t feel it
Damn! huh, how that happen?
How you move from crenshaw to start banging in atlanta?
Hmm, i know the truth, what it is, yeah it’s all of that
You’s a bitch and a mark, playing smart jack
If you really got a problem, let me know what it is
I think he mad 'bout his concert 'cause i ain’t show up to that shit
Gang! look, i don't feel it, better stand up on business
'cause on the gang, i don’t wanna hear it
Hmm, like a cup i’mma spill it
Aye, put some fucking holes in your window like i’m pimping
I will send shots to your shit, know what it is
Send shots at your face, that’s how i live
Aye, this tnc, we flew slamming on any bitch
Aye, spiffie you the bitch, on crip, on crip
Aye, hey man you probably don't even own your masters
What the fuck i look like tryna beef with an actor?
Just bought a new choppa, turn a nigga into casper
Put a switch on my fucking shit and shoot faster
Gang! man, you know what my name is
Zoe osama still the famous crip so they hating
Aye look, help is on the way, stay patient
Aye, put candles in the chat, stay dangerous
Look, aye niggas better learn to handle they own one
If you get killed behind this beef, i don’t know nothin'
You the type of nigga to flash when you need a gofund
You the type of nigga that’ll eat dick 'til your throat numb
Bitch, queer ass faggot, i was gon' keep it cool
But fuck it, let the nigga have it
Bitch, i’m a real savage
I understand why you wanna beef with me, your shit tragic
Weird ass rap ass weird ass weird dude
Another dead rapper, shit, this shit dog food
Aye hold on, spiffie 'bout to get disrespectful
Take care of your son bitch, stop being neglectful
Ha, what the fuck the nigga talking 'bout?
'cause i'll fuck your baby mama, babysit your child
Aye, nigga, yeah i’m like that
Aye hold on, your baby mama calling, i'll be right back, fuck
What the fuck you want bitch? i ain’t coming over there
And tell spiffie to watch his kids
Bitch, i don't care if he a bitch
What the fuck i look like tryna take care of his kid?
I write “bye, call me later”
It’s a message to the haters, baby mama think i’m player
Huh, that’s facts, no cap, hah
Long live hussle, run a lap
Aye, niggas mad about wack
Tuh well, if you see cuhz, yeah stand on that
Aye, stop crying bitch, handle your own candle
And i really think you scared, on jesus sandals
Always talking about a nigga through a screen
'cause in real life, i'll show you what that means
I thank god that i’m nothing like spiffie
You’s a snitch, all you missing is the titties
I ain’t gotta act tough, this my city
On the gang, bitch atlanta no pity
I ain’t had to leave my hometown to try to pop
How the fuck you sign to lil boosie stealing flow?
Damn, crazy, tragic, it only happens 'cause your flow is still average
Fuck beef, all this money that i manage
If you really want the problem, what’s the static?

{outro}
(head, shoulders, knees, toes, write me down)
(aye man, shout out lil boosie but why you sign cuh?)
(i would’ve never sign cuh)
(whatever you see in cuh, you probably the only nigga that see it)
(sorry, spiffie)
(don’t ever fake rap beef with me again)
(this shit pathetic, gang)
(this the only response you get)
(now i’m - i’m back to the money)
(i’m gone gang, i’m gone)
(shit pathetic)