Rozz Dyliams - Nike Airs lyrics

I ain't on no ding dong snap shit
I'm on some ding dongs get they
Backs split with an axe bitch
On DatPiff tryna spit they game
I put that shit thats so
Witty it'll melt they brain
I'm untamed and I'm elevated with
Drugs like a pharmacist
And who you know spit rawer than this (huh)
Plus you ain't ballin bitch the only
Ballin you do is when
I made decide that it's time
To call it quit's
Set the mic down motherfucka (right now)
And if you don't it's gonna
Escalate into a fight now
My mistake ain't no time to waste
Go home and put your pad and
Helmet on emcee vagina face
Cross what I say
Wake up with a horse head and my album
Stay slept on more than a whore's bed
Worse than a crooked fеd and
A crooked priest put togethеr
I spit cold in comparison
To your hoodie weather

Yo, Volunteerz got heat to plow cousin
Dylan Ross down to start
Beef like cow's fucking
I'ma smart ass cause I got
A wise crack that'll
Put you on game like a butterfly pad
I'ma scutter by fast I'm a
Gutter fly cat on acid
So I might give you a butterfly gash
To your money maker then taking
Your loot and dipping
And your label prominently gay
Like dudes in prison
Who be shittin' on em? Nobody I'm
At the top so everybody
Gets a little piece of it when my shit drops
My shit's poppin' off like pill bottle caps
I don't care if he's signed
Or how hot he raps
Player, you can play with my dick
Tryna sell me a verse but
I'm not paying for shit
I'm Dylan Ross bitch go figure
Got three words for whack crews
(fuck them niggas)