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Tried to come at me and it felt like a flee If you want more just knock on my door your mom looks like a who*e Gonna wish i didn't drop this bish Boi ya reek like a fish Not using any hyperbole's cause i'm only spitting facts know get on your knees and s** this f**ing D Bringing you back in this battle never stopped can't run away boi ya gay Open up that closet door now you know more Girl named Trin used to be your only win brought that diss back in Cause it made the whole track and it tripled all my racks Its been a whole week and you still have yet to sneak don't even have a beat You'll never get paid as a rapper i'm a trapper Your such a basic b**h you'll never be rich Working at McDonald 9-5 you will never be alive Next ill start up some twitter beef like the rapper chief keef Maybe drake or maybe meek don't even try to sneak damn boi ya reek Siting on a golden throne not even worthy of a bone let alone an ice cream cone Back in elementary school you tried to be cool but you only drooled When i came here it was your best f**ing year but now i'm your worst f**ing nightmare Dissed Luke Lalama while i f**ed up some comas Now that hes gone everything's gone wrong We need a new rapper but i'm tryna be a trapper and look sup duper dapper Got ice on the wrist but it ain't no rolie you'd probably want some mother f**ing posies First was patty C and he was making trinity history Then he retied probably just got tired You acting really hard but i know this hurts better get a man purse better yet a hearse Its okay to cry you might as well die f**ing you over with my f**ing range rover You'll have to find a four leaf clover or just kneel over Cause i' ll never ever stop You look scared as a chicken better yet a f**ing hen fight me in a bears den Tried to keep it from being mean but it'll stop it from being mean I'v waited so long that word reminded m of my dong Ain't no mystery of who the winners going to be This battles f**ing over cause i herded you like cattle Bet you wish you were a keeper so you could stop all these shots, yea i'm hip to soccer terms and your not eve a blip on my radar See ya later your just a hater Smoke coming out when i speak cause i'm on fire the only way you'll stop me is with a hit man for hire Are you even serious you gotta be delirious Coming at me like a f**ing wanna be After this long you better have a god damn good song Cause on this diss track i only speak facts, boi ya f**ing done Your shoe game is week fire a heat seek going straight for you torso and your f**ing taint