Fantasy - ROAST YOURSELF CHALLENGE ( DISS TRACK ) lyrics

[Verse 1: Fantasy] Jack back on the track man that boy got slapped Jack back on the track that boy s** ball sack Put a man on the tube boy then you got clapped Dont share the vid boy you were saying please Next day at school boy you were gettin teased Slapped into the vending hopin for some cheese Go to school gettin joked on everyday Stop tryin dude youll never be her bae Go home make a vid then boy you pray Swearin that you'll make her yours in may Sike dude always gettin left on D IPhone 4 boy throw that in the sea Lets not forget about zuqqo gang Just like your fight boy you can't ever hang Aye sh**s pretty lit in this thang Oh lets not forget bro you can't sang Makin diss tracks wannabe ricegum Quit comp boy you ain't got no thumbs Stick to vloggin bout them hotdog buns Gang gang nah you shoot black ops guns And yeah we can tell you got some bullies If it was to save your life you couldn't pull a pulley Look at your arms boy you are so weak You couldn't win a fight even if you were at your peak He is drake and you are meek Look down boy you got a schmeet Talkin crazy you ain't got no juice Thousand subs with one hundred views April iSo Fantasy was introduced Same month left you were getting misused