Intro
A E A
Yuh
[Verse 1]
A
I'm a muhfuckin' asshole, but you knew the shit
E
Moved to LA, niggas fake, but I'm used to this
E
I tipped the bitch a blue hunnid then she blew this dick
N.C.
You chase a hoe every month, nigga, choose a bitch
A
Nigga, fuck yo i8, bitch, got the 'Rari
E
Flight talkin' shit, but what happened to Ari Ari?
C#m
You just summoned out this demon, nigga, "Charlie Charlie"
N.C.
Cash old as fuck and his hairline sorry, sorry
C#m
Darryl know he took the L, now he wanna box
Made the pussy cut his hair, I feel like a box
C#m
I'm 'bout to Swiper-swipe yo bitch, I feel like a fox
Got these Timbs on my feet but I'm not from the Bronx
C#m A
Stop tryna diss me, you can't beat the best
E
You can tell this shit Supreme when you see the "S"
C#m A
I just call it how I see it, I should be a ref
N.C.
Zias look like a gorilla, bitch, beat yo chest (uh, uh)
[Part 2]
G#m
Yuh, yuh
G#m
RIP DDG, man
G#m
Yuh
G#m
Nigga's a lil bitch ass nigga, man, wanna go with the Diss God? Aight, bet!
Oh, he gon' regret this bitch
[Verse 2]
G#m
What is that on the top of yo lip?
G#m
Seen you at Flight Club, you was not with the shits
G#m
Little 5 foot Darryl keep talkin' that shit
G#m
And you leased your i8, so how the fuck are you rich?
E
Ten vids on a nigga, get the fuck off my dick
Tryna hit me but you missed, like your shot from the three
E
Stop talkin' 'bout shooters, bitch, you not from the streets
Why you always wearin' Buffies but you not from the F#
G#m
You a short ass nigga, ol' dwarf ass nigga
G#m
"I like her, I like her" ol' torn ass nigga
G#m
"I'ma make a diss track that's just a chorus" ass nigga
G#m
You a broke bitch, got the cheapest foreign ass nigga
E
Yuh, you know you a large, why are all your shirts a medium?
E
How you got a million but barely get a million?
E
Put that red dot on his forehead like a Indian
G#m
This is not you channel, bitch, it's Kennedy's and Jillian's
G#m
I'm comin' at yo neck big chopper, nigga, doo-doo-doo
G#m
How you gonna let RiceGum's shadow get more views than you?
G#m
Dejonta Murray took your girl, you a lame bitch
G#m
Say you hate when niggas take flows, then explain this?
G#m
Remember when I called yo girl and she answered naked?
G#m
She just got out of the shower and she still answered
G#m
Played Cash and got crossed like a double agent
G#m
Now you mad 'cause yo dirty ass couldn't fuck Chandler
E
Every song that you drop, it made me laugh harder
E
Think yo ex a pearl, but she look like Mr. Krab's daughter
E
Flexin' with a thou? Bitch, you need to get your racks larger
E
This belt goes around and comes around like some bad karma
C#m
Just for comin' at my neck, yo gon' get exposed
D#m
I'm bout to tell y'all niggas somethin' that you didn't know
F#
I wouldn't do this but yo ass actin' like a hoe
F#
MysticGotJokes sucked all on your girl's toes
G#m
Right in front of him, ooh, I had to come for him
We gon' box, pussy boy, you know I'm done wit' him
G#m
Mystic had them toes in his mouth with the tongue on 'em
G#m
Hit him with that jab, uppercut, havin' fun with him
E
Twenty ads on every vid, you are not rich
E
Wanna box 'cause you used to do it, you are not slick
E
Let him suck on your girl's toes like a soft bitch
E
Stood there and watched, stupid nigga, you are not shit
G#m
We don't sleep on no beef (we ain't sleepin' on them niggas)
G#m
If you hard, why you block me on Twitter, ayy
G#m
We don't play wit' no beef, yuh (we ain't playin' wit' em)
That should tell you he's a bitch ass lil nigga, ayy
E
Tweetin' at me all week, yuh (stop tweetin' at me)
Stop cryin', nigga, get up out yo feelings, ayy
E
We don't squash no beef, yuh (we ain't squashin' nothin')
You a short lil bitch, call you Krillin, ayy (b-b-b-b-b-b-boom!)