Crash Dummy
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Joey Bada$$
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Cirko on the beat
You believe in God?
Believe in TDE, shh, nigga
It's about time, nigga, goddamn
Almost got sick of waitin' like a bad doctor, nigga
I ain't got a lot of patience
Y'all niggas back on the clock and anything past twenty-four hours is a shot clock violation
What's the current situation?
Niggas just clickbaitin'
How predictable, this the angle I was anticipating
And thank you for making it clear to me that Dot scared, but yeah
I was at the party, but I also saw Top there
In fact, we was talkin' 'bout the same very plot here
Y'all niggas goin' out sad 'cause I'm the one on top tier
He said, "Hey, Joey, I got this artist named Ray Vaughn"
"And I'd appreciate if you would really help me put him on"
I said, "Okay, Top, but you know it's gon' cost you"
You know I really want the one who elevated your roster
I'm on these niggas' headtop, rise to the top like dreadlocks
Joey got the whole rap game in a headlock
I'm lettin' off headshots (Take money)
I seen this whole shit from afar, the way I red-dot
Niggas can't walk on these shoes, though, they dead stock (Take money)
Lately been enjoying the perks, but I don't med pop
I pop out and show niggas how they ho niggas (Take money)
Simultaneously aiming at least four niggas
How many more niggas is it really gonna take to drop him?
(Take money)
They need 101 Dalmatians just to spot 'em and got 'em
My lyrical Drac' makin' 'em beat box
I won't hesitate, but these niggas still won't drop like Detox
Matter of fact, I think they forgot the last time
I destroyed an average rapper who tried to take a cheap shot (Bloaw)
Now they reminiscing over you like Pete Rock
I ride through the city in that GL Smooth and Maybach
So you know I came to do what it do
'Cause we rapping over yappin', nigga, joke's on you, ayy
Scared money don't make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you niggas, but ain't shit funny
You ain't a crash-out, nigga, you a crash dummy, ayy
Scared money don't make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you niggas, but ain't shit funny
You ain't a crash-out, nigga, you a crash dummy
Anywho, ask myself, "What would Kenny do?"
Any day of the week, I take on at least ten of you
You thought you got dirt on me because I buried you?
Y'all niggas is hysterical, ain't no comin' back from this
You need a miracle
Joey just spun again, how could it be?
It's like he knew it was comin', the future, what he foresee
Have you ever thought TDE was workin' for me?
How the fuck am I your OG? You older than me
This ain't a fair fight, this a fuckin' slaughter
Why you keep bringin' up pregnant women?
Don't you got a daughter?
You really need to get your affairs in order
Last time I checked, your label execs was in hot water
The Diddy-House singer is terrible
You makin' it way too easy for me, we ain't comparable
When I'm done with you, Top on the net, you drop, like, "Honorable"
Guaranteed this the last time we ever hear from you
Scared money don't make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you niggas, but ain't shit funny
You ain't a crash-out, nigga, you a crash dummy, ayy
Scared money don't make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you niggas, but ain't shit funny
You ain't a crash-out, nigga, you a crash dummy
Time to show the world who I am
I've been a man, I'm loaded up, my clip won't jam
I spin again, I'm takin' on their shots, they say I opened up Pandora's box
I'm breakin' all the locks on all the gates they try to keep
Walkin' over the one that I said had the reach
Keep thinkin' shit sweet when it come to beef, let my teeth sink
Kicking up dust because my niggas really street sweep
Niggas better rethink, I don't throw subs, I throw toothpicks that hit you deep
Through your fleece when I speak my peace, I beat the beat strictly off instinct
All this speculation is lame, I'll tell it plain
I ain't gotta drop a nigga name just for him to feel the flame
Do this for the love of the game, you think it's for the fame?
Niggas swervin' in my lane, I take 'em on a shame train
I'ma stand on every bar, I promise, I won't bleed with my out of steam
Sell my soul? Family, who want to bring 'em out?
Keep my wife's name out your mouth before you get Chris Rocked
We ain't duckin' smoke, Dot's out, but this is hip-hop
All I need is a microphone and a disc jock
And I'ma make this shit pop, let my tape rock
'Til my tick-tock, I do this shit for Big, Pac and Pop Smoke
How many more New York niggas got to die on y'all coast?
And still, we got mad love if y'all niggas mad 'cause
I'm puttin' on for my section
I should be mad you niggas never asked yourself that question
Pardon me for my aggression, I know that's a tough pill to swallow
I'll give you time just to digest it
This a get-back and I hope you know
Keep it rap killin' with the flow, now kick back and enjoy the show
Scared money don't make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you niggas, but ain't shit funny
You ain't a crash-out, nigga, you a crash dummy, ayy
Scared money don't make no money
I could never go broke, steady take your money, ayy
I could Evidence you niggas, but ain't shit funny
You ain't a crash-out, nigga, you a crash dummy
