Attack Mode

By Cam Welsh

Released on March 18, 2018

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[Intro: Cam Welsh]

So basically you say I'm the problem but you mad cause you got me pissed?

This nigga's confused that don't make no sense but anyways...


[Verse: Cam Welsh]

I just got the transmission you was invading my territory

Your message really full of lies when you tell the story

I found myself in the mirror hella clearly since you have no glory

I can't listen to your album since you the new definition of boring

Fuck it nigga I be sleeping on your stupid ass

Even all my fans say that your bars straight trash

Shots fired to your Maybach everybody wanna see that

Nigga fat just like Joe but my punch make you lean back

Stop throwing up gun signs thinking you got ammo

You got Nerf Darts you think you lit I'll blow out your candle

Your flames gone no lights its a blackout

I can really get you shot down over in 313 maybe even in shot town

Take your girl for some Marry-Go-Rounds just to make her tap out

Bitches hit you with the left right like a street fighter combo

You think your hood just cause you wear your hood to cover your sorrow

Everybody know when it comes to me getting bitches they going Big Dipper they ready to swallow

Man this shit is G-Eazy I can really get you sniped by tomorrow

Finna Sonic like the hedgehog since I got the energy

Just like Drake I got the energy to take down all my enemies

I would never start drama nigga that's all your fault

You look like that ugly ass Chucky doll

Don't call yourself Lebron or LaVar cause I hurry like Kurry when I ball

Don't think you'll pop off like Django

We can just tango like this is Rango

Every bitch you thought about smashing sucking me like a mango

Saying I look like a Corona bottle don't give your bitches curves

On my CEO shit stay out my lane you won't see me in a hearse

When you get hurt I'll let you get burnt I'll walk away with no final words

I'd rather look like a turd and dress like a nerd than make myself look look like a lil bitch

Nigga you make me hella sick talking all that shit

Even my ex can spit but it won't be on your dick

You don't spit from your head you write it down on a script

Just like Nick Cannon I'm Wild N' Out I can spit above a 36

You not they only one who got the balls to diss

Yeah, I'm just a kid but I'm hella ripped like a Beyblade

You was underpaid ever since you became overweight

So don't ever talk about me getting hurt

Go ahead and call your boys cause my boys will cause a massacre

I went from rookie to a whole pro you fucking amateur

Don't address me or you'll for real catch a Gettysburg

Click clack boom you gonna feel more than just a lil ass blister

Call me bullet head but you'll never place your finger on the trigger

Brass on my knuckles like the Echidna

I kill it like I'm killing niggas they still call me "Kylla"

Sing, rap and dance it's true I won't top Chris Brown

Cloud 9 I'm all the way up but I've been down

Got more stacks than you, my money flipping doing tricks now

No you not at Bliss Lounge

You think you the bomb you not gonna set off boy that's a no no

All my girls got your dick standing up like it was telling jokes

Nah nigga you a whole act you not like that

Can't get like me nigga get stacked

Always talking poles and 40's I don't see your strap

The way I record this track proves your bars were lines you stole from your drama class

They say once you go black you never go back

Every Thursday bitches gimme ass just so I can see it get thrown back

I caught you, you almost snapped your neck back like a kit kat

Don't talk about my head when your hair look like dog crap

Plus you only get ass when you decide to take a nap

Lil nigga got zapped like Zendaya's phone leaving you handicapped

You need to stop thinking you Nas

All you do is act hard with niggas who mack broads

Jersey City I'm repping shit you only rep your backyard

MGM tryna get 100 mill

Ain't no way in hell you was gonna go for the kill

I flow like Fiji water bitch I know you hella thirsty

How you 18 and you dm bitches who 13?

I'm the one who's able to pay for my cable

Say you got paper all over the table

But you flexing notebook paper thinking you made it on the label

Said you gonna murder me like you screaming "We The Best"

Congratulations you got a positive on your HIV test

Said I can't dance and I can't get my moves right

That's why I stole your shine just like La La Land and Moonlight

Said you'll take my bitches you won't try that

I don't fuck with Spike Lee so you better stand down cause my mama from Chi-Raq

Yeah, I brought up my mother since she knows I'm a man

Wish your ass the best of luck if God ever gave you a plan

I'm Snake Eyes and you're White Shadow can't believe you never fought back

Go Deadpool with my final bullet and leave you in a bloodbath

Drown in my bitches oceans I already know they love that

All the pussy that I've ever killed nigga walk away from that you can't touch that

All your A-Listing models had you down on your knees since they'll never comeback

VIP only for real MC's cause you hella gay

"Where's the fucking audience?" they left cause you just got slayed

Hella Down syndrome asses like you can't even manage this play

Living the life just like Beverly Hills they call me the king

Guess what? You lose I'm sprung just like Spring

50 Cent featuring you??? Ain't no such thing

Now get your bitch ass out of my sight and hang yourself with a string