Bacon Bits

[Verse 1: Zilla] On a streak like the boy's in Miami Crazy nigga, might rape your whole family Zilla here, and he back talking gross too Bout to get real nasty, tofu Told you Cup Gang don't play round Spray rounds and my niggas move like a Greyhound Stay down please don't try your luck bitch Got my hand up your girl skirt like a puppet I play guitar on that pussy I swear i ain't a killer but please don't push me Cuz I'm still the Devil's advocate Making rappers vanish like a fucking magic trick You got me mad as shit, Z Eye in the zone Never take a loss we the Heat playing at home Never holding back it'd be best you didn't start me Still a great white and its getting close to Shark Week I like dark meat eating every rapper This shit's funny please excuse my fucking laughter Please excuse the chatter, my niggas smoking loud Go against us and you'll get broken down Team Solo Cup We blowing up Bitches throwing up Ain't no holding us I'll take ya bitch Then take a shit Cuz I'm good anything like bacon bits [Bridge] Nigga bacon bits, bacon bits We good on anything like bacon bits Baccon bits, bacon bits We good on anything like bacon bits Bacon bits, bacon bits We good on anything like bacon bits Bacon bits, bacon bits We good on anything like bacon bits nigga Like bacon bits Like bacon bits We good on anything like bacon bits [Verse 2: Vaughn] You know this shit sound good Suburban motherfuker but I be up in the hood Giving niggas dap, man I wish they would I know they wish they could Spit it like us Retarded flow, no little bus Lil' Reese said it best, "I don't trust niggas" You don't mix blood with the figures Imma blackout, Xanax and liquor Take a GB get high quicker No silver, all gold XXL I need a centerfold Many nights was cold I didn't have a jacket Now I'm so fly I got maggots I'm on my Kanye shit Shouts to Asap, I'm so nigga rich I mean check the steez Bars so cold make the engineer sneeze Puffin' California breeze Bacon bits This here for them Jamaican chicks Maybe a rich bitch, get my dick licked Smoking trip sticks She devilish, three six Vaughnsworld retweet this Flawless flow you can't beat this We kill rappers then bleach shit Fuck it they can catch a nigga, but they can't lock my brain Two words, fucking insane Leave em' floating, David Blaine We in a different lane Another world Start it up Solo Cup Real niggas, You know what's up Fuck niggas, good luck Bang bang [Verse 3: Culayd] Shit Imma little larger than I should be But that's only cuz I'm out here eating these rookies Get my cardio fucking bitches that overlooked me All they wanna do is put Cul up in they nookie Begging me to eat the pussy like this shit cookies Lame niggas wanna talk shit It ain't my fault you sleeping with a basic bitch On some basic shit, nigga you ain't bacon bits Your bitch wants this dick and she gon' take this shit Lucky if I homie insult you one time Fuck niggas round here like need a flat line I fuck a fine dime I don't even wanna dine Some wanna fuck me up for my rhymes or cause my chain shine Nigga, you should ask yourself a question After all these mixtapes why you ain't learn your lesson You trying to stall us but all we doing is progressing I hit Gandhi in the face fuck passive aggression Lyrical assassin and my voice is a weapon Part time surgeon and haters get dissected Culayd the legend demanding to be respected I feel like an adult, as a child I was neglected This is my revenge I'm the industry step kid Pissed off and wildin' out Spittin' bars and acting out Parents upstairs, I fuck my bitch on the couch And nut on the pillow once I gotta pull out Solo cup in my hand drinking until I pass out Cup Gang, we the only thing you talking bout Shut the fuck up boy and watch your mouth