Pull Strings on these niggas like a Yo-Yo

#Elitesquadshit #Bars #Onbeat I said most of you people claim that you bust guns and shoot/ Well if your bout that go bust a gun and shoot cause this shit real crazy I roll up on a square put dots and shoot I leave holes like some Swiss rolls/ make em good and tasty/ Only time I had to touch back in the end zone was backing up in the safety/ But let's get real cause I bet you won't make a kickflip twist faster than a 180/ Shit y'all already know bunch of you niggas is lazy/ But these bars are off the chain like sumn coming thru on a beach that was wavy/ Lately I've been feeling like I should throw that fifth ring in the field I'm Tom brady/ But don't call me Eminem this is not slim shady/ When I run through a punchline think of a train that shit gonna bake bs/ Look I can knock out a dude quicker than Floyd mayweather in a boxing ring so if we scrap/ I'm a leave blood all over the floor like a cage match/ I can say that cause I live up to it I even watch the shows how people get fucked on the floor/ That was bar 4 bar so I got a heck of a flow/ When I come by your place I'll be knocking at yo door/ Tommy in my grill I won't be asking for the dough/ Cause I stick like a blade I know that bitch gonna be nothing to me after I push a bar so/ I can give these faggets these daggers and a low blow/ Once you get a low blow it's time for yall pussies to go go/ Man I can pull strings on em like a yoyo/ Come around my hood you gon see this 4 blow/ They don't want no action/ Unless they wanna be passive/ cause I can take a punchline and turn into a lighter that's where I light the matches/ Close the door on this shit like some fuckn latches/ Now we finna find something in the bar shit gives a whole new meaning of madness/ We can tell y'all holy grail leaves a trail of Jesus christ not sadness/ If I load a clip from these ratchets/ You finna find a body in my crib dead underneath a matress/ Boss town Elite Squad Stand up