Walldough - Don't Play Wit Yo Food Lyrics

I don't f*ck wit you
And you don't f*ck with me
So why we talking bitch
Look...
Bitch if you ain't like what I wrote then why you take it to the grave
You should've man up and spoke that shit, on that f*cking day
Now I know that you soaked, in that mother f*cking hate
So deep down in low it's true that you just a fake
Aye
Aye
Why these mother f*ckers tryna come plain
Like, what the f*ck you mean bitch
How you tryna come at me bitch
Man I split chrome heart in pieces
Yeah I'm coming straight out triple D bitch
Man you can't come - compete with
Man you can't come - compete with
The best in the game
Don't swim in my flames
You dying in blood
I'm making it rain
Your only to blame
Don't come in the dark
Just come in the day
If you too pussy to battle royale
In the daylight then why the f*ck you even baring the sayin
Not here for the money
Not here for the fame
Not here for the shit
I'm kinda here for the fam
But not until I polish off the dirt you earthworms left in the pane
This window seal's in shambles
I'm metaphorically talking bout the game
Eminem started this shit
I'm continuing it
I'm the prodigy let's leave you dead in the ditch
I don't f*ck with you
And you don't f*ck with me
So why we speaking bitch
Lets just f*cking beef
Since I ain't drop this with semical
Lemme tell y'all how I'm getting down
Yeah you a vampire don't make a sound
Not a wave
Back away
Not much to say
Watch me raise this razor to my balls while I stick in your face
And by the way
You ain't have a harder verse than me
I f*cking demolished chrome heart
How the f*ck you even tryna compete
Homie take a breather fore' you beat the feature
Not kill yoself when you on the beat sir
Dawg you sounding like you had a f*cking seizure
Or forgot the dick up yo ass amnesia
I don't f*ck wit you
And you don't f*ck with me
So why we talking bitch
Yeah, lets f*cking beef
"Yo, you Should have left her on read"
Nah, I should have left it all to me
Bitch
I should have never put them pussy ass features on my beats
Got so much to say
Man f*ck the quality
If it was up to me
F*ck them all to bites
I'm the only beast
I'm destroying this
Like a part of me's
Bout to blow to bits
Parkinson's disease
This shit finna get you more stiff than that Wendy Williams bitch
Dawg, face ass looking like she got bit by a bully pit
I'm the bully with the truest diss
And the truth is this
When I step in the booth and spit I slip into a slide of events, like a ruthless kid
You an illegal alien still tryna make it in my world that your in
I ain't racist but without me in, the world won't spin
I'm the glue to the pen
I hold you to a ten
Cause that the goal you gon need to attend, whenever you go against me to win
Without the help of an attorney your next turn be the pin
But you already made that your friend ima take an offense
No need to be worried when I see through all your defense
Chain-link-collared-da-fence
Bitch if you ain't like what I wrote then why you take it to the grave
You should've man up and spoke that shit, on that f*cking day
Now I know that you soaked, in that mother f*cking hate
So deep down in low it's true that you just a fake