The Real Ice Cream Man - $wagg lyrics

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The Real Ice Cream Man - $wagg lyrics

[Intro: The Real Ice Cream Man] Ok bay bones Aight I see you Dis-Nom probably thought you were real clever with that I'm about to end your whole career [Verse 1: The Real Ice Cream Man] Coming in to f** you up leave you dead on the track Came through with about 11 bars of a lyrical mac Trying diss the faction, But what you make is a fraction Better step your bars up or I'll leave you missing in action Lyrically I'm snapping your neck You were dissing the best, Now I'm going to put you career to rest I am not impressed, By you the way you addressed Your rhymes were berlesque, It was best you kept it suppressed And your right thugstin never cared about you or your f**ing crew cause he only f**s with real rappers thought you knew And he probaly would have keep your sh**ty verse is he had room But his shelf was to full of awards now let me resume [Verse 2: The Real Ice Cream Man] The slaughter of this sh**ty author Who is nothing but a squatter, And I'm rap game marauder And I'm sorry I don't have vanilla extract Don't even even react, Just join a suicide pact Or swallow this barrel and I'll paint an abstract Painting of your lack luster imagination Don't be hating On what's clearly better than you Get it straight when you when you come through It was the greatest of all time you were talking too Don't even try to rep the bay Your only causing dismay to the residence Leave you dead as paper presidents Hashtag nom we are back TNC gonna get clacked And it's fact When I'm done ill leave you Emmett Till (ill)intact b**h Yeah, and you know I had to do that real quick You wanted to come at us so we came I at you f** around [Interlude: Ty Dollaz] Ryan Flip-Flop wears flip-flops and TNC wears cinder blocks on their feet cause their at the bottom of a lake #nom is Hummers and TNC is the Lotus E-Sport [Outro: The Real Ice Cream Man] Yeah swagg Remember the two g's Cause it's game over for the half a** rapper better believe