Yeah, uh, Outto-Tune Tyrone
The Family wanted two free songs, right?
Ha, well be careful what you wish for
This is the "Carter IV", a Creampie Creations in association with Cop Killa Records
We still out here, cuz we never pulled out
Yeah, listen, listen
Hey yo Gunn, we ain't stupid
We know that you rep Green
So come clean, you the dumbest bitch that I've seen
Vagos running up on you and you get salty
Crying, "Why me, why me?"
Well, let me see
You only hang with Greens
You only stay with Greens
And let's be real, you probably only fucking banging Greens
You associated, so stop playing victim
We laughing at you from the back like a bad sitcom (hahaha)
And Dexx, threatening me was a bad move
Not a fucking chance I'm doing two free songs for you
You're a joke at best, you best watch your back
Cuz through my scope I'll Pikachu and then I'll poke a Dexx
You should've known what you were cooking since you got a chef
Even though I've barely seen his bitch ass since Carter's death
I want my Uzi and the weed that you stole from me
Or I'm ripping every single root out of the family tree
You don't scare me, I'm O-double-T
I'll tear apart your entire family
Dexx, you the father of the family
But you never around like a deadbeat, bitch
You don't scare me, I'm O-double-T
I'll tear apart your entire family
All you do is talk, stop making noise
You think the Misfits are scared of Broccoli Boys, cuh?
So what, you some OGs?
You want a trophy?
On the streets you are known for absolutely nothing
It's hard to smell what you're cooking, chef
I've been in the city four months and you ain't cook shit yet
You only carry class 1s cuz you scared of jail
And claim self defense every time you fuckers fail
Backing off the Misfits is the right call
You only killing germs running with that Lysol
I ain't paying hood tax
You can go and suck my dick
You won't do shit
Dexx, cuz you a sucka bitch
McAfee only squeezes on them pissed out triggers
You bitch made wigga
Yeah, ya' head's still flates bigger
I see right through you, ghost
Shoot right through you, coat
Knife through your throat
I ain't afraid no ghost (nah)
I better hear a thank you later
Cuz this diss track is gonna make your bitch ass famous, cuh
You don't scare me, I'm O-double-T
I'll tear apart your entire family
Dexx, you the father of the family
But you never around like a deadbeat, bitch
You don't scare me, I'm O-double-T
I'll tear apart your entire family
All you do is talk, stop making noise
You think the Misfits are scared of Broccoli Boys, cuh?
You always talk about respect, but yet you show none
You wait outside of my building and shoot as soon as I show up
And then you get shown up, camping is so tough
Let me catch you at the gas station, get blown up
Leanbois bodied you, Vagos bodied you, Big E bodied you, now T-Pain bodied you (ooh)
The whole OG shit is so tiring
Carter's life ended cuz that shitlord Tyrese
It's kinda hard writing this song
Cuz no one knows what the fuck y'all do
Or who the fuck y'all are
You've been in the city forever, haven't gone too far
Public housing broke motherfuckers got no yard
Just smoke weed all day, yelling, "We don't play"
Yeah, okay, I'm smoking Greens all day
All respect to Mr. Carter
He was my friend
At least he's away from the Family, so he won in the end, cuh
You don't scare me, I'm O-double-T
I'll tear apart your entire family
Dexx, you the father of the family
But you never around like a deadbeat, bitch
You don't scare me, I'm O-double-T
I'll tear apart your entire family
All you do is talk, stop making noise
You think the Misfits are scared of Broccoli Boys, cuh?