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timo – no diss lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
ayy, stick my d+ck all down her throat
b+tch, i’m goat
no cap, n+gga
let me stop dissing, man
this time i won’t, this time i won’t
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
b+tch ass n+gga
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
big 30 on this b+tch
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
let me rap about the other sh+t, n+gga
no cap, yeah

[verse]
f+ck that dissing, timo rap about your life
rap about these n+ggas snitching, rap about how they ain’t right
rap about when you around them n+ggas, you can’t put down your pipe
rap about how n+gga beg for sh+t and sneak diss when ain’t around
talk that sh+t, n+gga, i ain’t no f+cking l!ck
n+ggas mad, hating on me, i don’t owe no n+gga sh+t
everybody know i’m finna blow, n+gga, otf, we rich
they used to clap for me, i signed, now them n+ggas mad as sh+t
just spent forty in two weeks, n+gga, you can ask my b+tch
i’m in the hood passing out g’s, i been had money, this ain’t sh+t
whoever got them glocks, n+gga, we want ’em, i need sticks
i’m just playing, i know them people listening, i’m just talking sh+t
only reason your songs go up ’cause all you do is dissing
if i ain’t no sh+t, you ain’t no sh+t, ain’t heard about you k!lling sh+t
all that slide talking about you doing
no cap, them people innocent
smurk call my phone like, “bro, speak on that pain sh+t”
label f+cking with me, king of drill, they like that gang sh+t
quarter million dollars in lawyers, foenem still rich
run up on him and take everything, we don’t steal sh+t
since lil timo started rapping, shorty hit that k!ll switch
i used to bully you in school, boy, i know you still a b+tch
you told on your homie, boy, i know you still a snitch
no cap, n+gga, with your rat ass
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, big 30 in this b+tch, yeah
hit the cut, pop out with drac’ like i’m josh
we gon’ get up on him, we don’t like shoot out no cars
on that d+ck when we went to the bop
now them n+ggas sick, that sh+t ain’t work out with the opps
every city i go to, i’m in the trenches with them glocks
and them opps can’t go nowhere, i have foenem get on they top
n+gga, you almost k!lled yourself, found out your b+tch a bop
n+gga, i almost smoke your ass, i’m tweaking off this wock’
tweaking up in traffic, seven+six+two in your car
yeah, no cap, i’ll have a n+gga doing the mop
yeah, yeah, we quick to take a n+gga glock
yeah, yeah, we have them n+ggas doing the mop, yeah
ayy, b+tch, i’m goat, stick my d+ck all down her throat
b+tch, i’m goat, yeah, n+ggas playing, you get smoked
i’m off this, uh+uh+uh, don’t get smoked, n+gga
[outro]
big 30 sh+t, n+gga
otf sh+t
haha, haha
f+ck the opps and they mom
i’m smoking carter, haha

- timo lyrics

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