Daz Villa - Matthew Williams Diss lyrics

You an old man who's tryin to be fly U air and guess what u about to die I slay cats on the microphone Listen up to much and I'll split your dome Whats the matter try an curse If we could I'd be cutting you up worse Try to spit on me I end your life ruthlessly I smoke packs you can't even afford a loosey g I swing my ak up on my shoulder by the strap I shoot you in the face and never from the back Your raps are weak and god loving I am god fearing and my raps keep on coming I pimp in a bent or the roles Ain't no telling how much cash I doles You be taking shots of burnetts My threes be swooshing like jimmer ferdettes