Clout Chasers

My shits got potential Ain no need to get confidential Every time I rhyme you’d swear I’m sittin writtin wit a stencil Ain’t accidental It’s plain n simple Buckle up cuz I’m strapped wit missiles For you whiny fuckin rule readers I say I’m strapped like it’s a chore But lately I’m fixing for, Aimin a fuckin Tommy gun right at a skinny Russians door Ring the damn bell n spray the door after the nob moves or, Just make a guest appearance oh how bout 4? I’ll bring my self, a knife And 2 long metal cords See if you like it When your, Name is being said around the globe “Some man gashed his throat Tied em up one one wire N beat em left em there to cholk leaving egor in paralysis n shook” That sounds pretty damn sweet man don’t you think? See I don’t think you comprehend who you’ve Eva beefed, You got your ass kicked my Austin lawlor, He ain’t even a balla Shit I humbled his ass in a parkin lot, All I did was holla Now you wanna throw my name around well boy look out Cuz I ain’t playin around, Next time I’m in riverview it’s my damn stompin grounds And this ain’t beef to me but don’t you see your gonna be, left in a tree blood dripping off of your knees So keep on talkin bout me n just see, where the damn Rabbit hole leads but just please understand that you are venturing to no man’s land the clan couldn’t comprehend what you said when you said “Gee big Redd I’m a fan” Like no shit you brain dead prick you think just cuz you got a job that you afford to be a prick? Yea that it I fuckin cracked the code this guys a joke Now bare wit me This psycho thinks that because he’s out working in the heat That that’s the only way to make a pay I hustle in silence ion flex my cheese So if you want these hands then come out to the park after dark Man up Or be a dawg that ain’t got bite He all bark