Lyrics ANTISOCIAL - Yung Flex

ANTISOCIAL

And so honestly, you can call me what you wanna
It’s a shame you still acting like toddlers
I’m way too damn grown, you can miss me with drama
But besides, we all know that he gonna subside
When the chopper start singing like opera
Beating left his ass bleeding and shit
Got him screaming and shit, like The Devil Wears Prada
Every day it’s a new fucking name we got' kick out the game
Like boy, you the imposter
All you care 'bout is money and fame and acclaim
And then violate somebody daughter
I’m the type put the pipe to his head 'fore I fill it with lead
And then call him a doctor
Not the type to be talking to feds, rather see 'em all dead
So I won’t even bother
Can’t tell me nada, but you knew that though
And my baby still ducking off groupie hoes
Still not cool though, the room be the studio
You just wait 'til I’m balling like Julio
Know I’m a menace, I know I’m a villain
Still not taking my eyes off the mission
Tryna stack all my cash to the ceiling
So until then, it’s fuck all your feelings
Fuck no
I ain’t talking, I’m beyond that
Fuck that, pussy better hope he run fast
This that direct action, full contact
Antisocial fuck, so hop the fuck off of my ball sack
(You ever seen a 9 in some skinny jeans before?)
And it’s still fuck all your politics
Know you finna be mad at it
I’m on that faggot shit, but you still ain’t going hard as this
And you say that you trapping, you better stop capping
Cause we know you ain’t got no part in it
Now they pissed 'cause I’m calling 'em out
Talkin' bout watching my mouth
'Cause I’m foul like I’m Artemis
Hold up
This nigga bitching, so what?
Said a sentence, he ready to fold up
He want beef, chopper turn him to cold cuts
Shïnï Gäng we some motherfucking soldiers
When you see us, we rolling the dope up
Turn that boy to a pack and then smoke up
Cause we shooting like cameras
Made him come in for the close-up