Eric Bellinger – Yikes

Too pussy to say my name but I heard the description
You should stay the fuck out my way
While I’m just signed to myself like JAY-Z
It’s all bad for you, I’m sympathetic
With stains on your shirt, screamin’ out "It hurt"
(Are you stupid?)
First time you stole my shit, I nevermind it, wasn’t stressin
It’s Eazy
You should stay the fuck out my way
Got some more, got some more shit to say
(I don’t give a f—, stole from all you…)
Eazy Call on the way

Released a couple singles to your fans, you was red hot
Have some of your old friends become new foes
Before yo’ next move, think twice
And that Eazy Call on the way
This that hesitation before that Harden step back, nigga
Just chill, take a L
Get the fuck out my lane
Get the fuck out my lane
Give ’em what they demand
Hella plaques on the wall
‘Cause that bum ass album you got could be yo’ life
Kinda sound like Fetty Wap
We live in a day and age where they don’t know what talent is
For me the goons pull up packin’ pieces and kill things
That’s on Christ, it’s plenty ways it could go
You even stole the song you dissed me on, that shit pathetic
And this gon’ be your favorite song
When it come to disrespect, I don’t accept that, nigga
I put a couple grand on your head
You split up your checks like 150 ways
You gon’ have to do more than just say it
Your temperature, I’ma check that, nigga
Eazy Call on the way
You gettin’ bodied by a singin’ nigga
[Verse 1]
Memories don’t die but I can’t say the same for you
April 6th, April 6th
You don’t put no fear in me, nigga
Said that Eazy Call on the way
Surely had a change of heart the day after your album dropped
First you hear that yak yak then after that skrt skrt
It’s war time, best believe we ain’t on no truce shit
This is the E-mix, this is the E-mix, yeah
Second time you did it, okay now this needs addressing
Drop you like a bad connection, you know it’s the real thing
[Verse 2]
The shoe fit so I put a outfit on that match it perfect
Get the fuck out my lane
I could take the credit for a lot of niggas’ style
Grammy talk, Grammy talk
As I recall, I been that nigga
[Verse 3]
(To be honest with you, I take from a lot of musicians)
You Wesley Johnson

Next time you in the city of angels keep that same energy, nigga
You should stay the fuck out my way
I’m down for gettin’ dirty, boy, I came from the trenches
I been on a positive vibe but this I had to do
Yo’ only talent is mimicking anyone that’s talented
Hol’ up, hol’ up

I see on a daily nigga, you don’t know how bad it is
This shit was a Eazy Call, ain’t no need for hearses
If it weren’t for Interscope, yo’ records wouldn’t be playin
What kinda nigga is proud to copy another man?
Eazy Call on the way
Stole a vibe from Trey Songz, took a flow from K-Dot
Every other rap verse suckin’ on that Drake dick
I thought you would understand but you was focused on the car

Dammit, Tory, when will it stop?
Bury you where you stand
Fast forward second album, you still on that same shit
I don’t know a person that could make it through the challenges
Eazy Call, Eazy Call on the way, on the way
And that Eazy Call on the way
Don’t back paddle from the smoke ’cause I’ll bring it that’s true shit
Like any artist with my craft, I work hard
But I got my pub so I’m good for a while
You should prolly just chill, bro