This is a song about "Spit or swallow"

You spit that end rhyme trash i'm spittin syllables two or three

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Im not worried, or discouraged, you see us and you know we spit mad verses.

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

Cause bitch, you can try and spit shit or take a hit/

Don’t gotta shop, i ain't paying for shit

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Can you rap, or do you just talk shit when you spit?

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Good think i can spit or i'd be sinking to a life of poverty

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Imma' swallow my pride

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Spit a poem or a diss

2dopeboyz i know you like this