IBeKrizzy - Dinnertime lyrics

[Verse 1: IBeKrizzy] I could buy your house plus tax So don't make me call that Remax Just spent your life savings at wood field Tell me how does that feel? What I rap is like so real What you TALk is like surreal Like for real, tell me man, why you even rapping HUHH? With a flow that s**s more dick then your mom? Man f** this kidd , I'm way too ILL Mentioned my name so blood will spill Why you rapping bout d**? we both know you don't f** with pills You disgrace, you 2-faced, so go on, you're 2 late Losing to me, I guess that's your fate Damn, ya'll still broke as f** Man, why you dissing me? it's been like 7 months Why you holdin' onto that grudge? Some of us just won't budge Man you still short as f** Guess you just don't have luck Your flow sounding so mistuned, your voice sounding so 1st grade I been faded since noon, my song sounding so 1st place Yeah, So I'mma go and k** that Man , I'll get on any song and I'll go and prove that So tell me wa**up, why you rapping D kidd? Whoever tells you that your good, that sh**s prolly a fib