Hit Em Up (Rich Homie Quan Diss)

First off fuck your homies and the clique you claim
Real west side nigga, come equipped with game
You claim you fuck with Caleb but he fucked your wife
We bust on Rich Homies niggas duck for life
Ya'll ducks for life, ya'll gone duck for life
Can't believe ya'll niggas had the guts to try
But, uhh, no apologies, I beat the beat up like Apollo Creed
Uh I don't need none of that shit
Huh, none of you niggas with none of that shit
Nigga play with me then we coming back quick
Pull up, top seater, chopper, people come quick
Poppa got a barbershop on bank-head
What the fuck a pussy nigga thinkin'?
Boy you must really think I'm green now
Your momma still stay over there by greenbriar
Yeah, Draeden want the beef but I guess you dead
Boy you know they coming for that shit you said
Fucking with a younging with a fam full of takers
Now you bout to feel the wrath of your maker
Nigga I hit 'em up
A lot of shooters though
Everybody got they time on the feature though
I'm the future without Future flow
Uh, Shoutout to Future though, you been stealing that
And they shooting about Skooly
So please don't make me put them bars on your medulla though
On the hill where ain't nothing but fam be hanging
Naan nigga in my family banging
Ain't no splitting that
And he say he had his boys out to get me
Shout out my nigga Sid he from the 60's, nigga, we hit 'em up
In campanella park with the 'ru's
I think they got my squad them confused, nigga, we hit 'em up

Yeah, real blacc Jon gotti shit nigga
It's straight like the homie
Bitch ass
Real westisde nigga
It was a rich kidz before it was a rich homie nigga
How that sound?
How y'all let that shit go?
How y'all let that shit through the media nigga?
Fuck outta here!
Real niggas do real things and real niggas gone see where I'm coming from and they gone know what's real
I know that's real