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