Letras
Hey, why you dissin' me while you're hidin' your identity
Messin' up the amenities, dissin' our whole industry
Messed with me and J@M@R on 25
Liam Ferrar boutta hit you real high
Not even half our songs are AI
You were makin' up shit like they all be lies
Just like British Red, you ain't him
Like your disses, they pretty slim
The light's really dim, staring' at the edge
Lookin' for a wedge, it ain't no shit you did
So you stop dissin' my man, find who made that
You probably a mole rat, cause no one knows all that
Not even lookin' for head
When you lookin' for attention
When I said
When I said
When I said
When I said
When I said
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Who the fuck are you?
Reveal who you are
Pitching your voice but you still got no bars
Thought you were really startin' to lack
But J@M@R's really bout to smack you, little rat
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I will diss who I want
Take that shit back to the edge of the swamp
Yeah, oh you stupid and you dumb
Wanna diss, now I'ma beat your ass for fun
Hmm, bitch ass nigga, bitch ass nigga
Bitch ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga
Bitch ass nigga, bitch ass nigga
Bitch ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga
Bitch bitch
Bitch ass nigga
Bitch ass nigga, think he pushin'
I'ma pull the trigger, know I'm bigger
Run up on me, Bl00dy R!v3r
Leave your blood right on my fingers
Too much talk now, sleep in deeper
You should know that I'm the reaper
Clip extended, it's a singer
Leave your body in a sewer
You a target, I'm a hitter