AP Reggae - Grill Time lyrics

[Intro: AP Reggae] I'm sick and tired of these muahf**as You gon' get it now, you guys Goin back to back Goin spate en spate Meat Print Papi What [Chorus: AP Reggae] You used to tell me that I'm You used to, you used to Yeah You used to tell me Im your best friend Now I'm just a piece of sh** Tell me I'm your best friend Now I'm just a piece of sh** And I know when my mouth opens I'm shut up in a moment And I know when my mouth opens I'm shut up in a moment [Verse 1: AP Reggae] Who has always been fughazi? youuuu Fall in love with not only the rolly But also the dody you're so phony Matt and george you're no longer my homies Who has always been fughazi? youuuu [Bridge: AP Reggae] fu*k THAT sh*t IM A PIECE OF sh*t You can't f** with Meat Print Papi! It's drill time Q Q Q Q Get it [Verse 2: AP Reggae] I f** with savages you a f** boy Matt you straight sewer You should go to the underground find a swamp woman and straight screw her QQQQ I f** with savages you a f** boy George you straight tool I dare you to fight me b**h you ain't allowed to bring no stool You getting bodied by a mute n***a "Adam shut the f** up" oh that's cute n***a Sewer your life permanent like a sharpie I'll start with k**ing you in Mario Party The game will end and you'll have no stars left Beggin to dap me with the left I am the funniest sh** you ever heard ever I come out yo a** so hard like when u eat pepper While I dissect yall I'll be chillen sipping lean And tear down your idols like Mr. John one seventeen Are we talkin teams? Are we talkin teams? Are we switching sides? Play slayer with me? Congrats you got your G2 Shut the f** up and Q Q Slither in the gra** and snake where I been And I will f** your b**h and outside foot you're f**ing shin I ain't never done nothing fughazi Except chill with u f*gs on the daily I ain't never done nothing fughazi Except chill with u f*gs on the daily You ain't got a f**in clue I'll body you and your f**ing crew Grab them nickels you f**ing Jew my emoji is f**ing poo Don't sh** yourself you'll get a diaper rash It's tough to be around you you're hot trash sh** I'm beginning to sound a lot like you Pew pew pew pew Q Q Q Q [Outro: AP Reggae] Yeah This the 6 not some weak a** place like Frank Block Feels so good to get this off my chest Mixtape coming, named it "What Are You, The Best?" Oh yeah, and one more thing... *gagging, puking sounds*