Amateur Haters
Buddy you average
I cannot have it
Mixing the tea up like 21 Savage
The beat I can track it
Your raps are static
Taking the diss disease finna contract it
Any fame lost it
Took the chance tossed it
Get out here kid got racks cuz I bossed it
You cannot talk now
Your fate is locked now
Tried and I tried I aint ever going to stop now
Shut up, don't be dissing my songs, man
Viewers only stay wit you for 10 seconds long, man
You can't even find the beat, naw
You can't even stand on yo feet, naw
Try diss me, I stop that
Louis I cop that
Busting out rhymes like a magician top-hat
I can sure flow that
Kid you should know that
Listen to all of my songs like it's folk trap
I am your idol
You my disciple
Sit on the ground you aint got no real title
My raps are timeless
You cannot find this
Sound like you choked and you failed at the Heimlich
Put my money in the safe than I lock that
Made a hundred thousand in a day than I drop that
What these other haters tryna say I can't hear you
Always gotta keep a pair of Air Pods like they ear glue
Shut up, don't be dissing my songs, man
Viewers only stay wit you for 10 seconds long, man
You can't even find the beat, naw
You can't even stand on yo feet, naw
5-5-5-2-4-7-1
Be a crybaby and you finna get the gun
Compound growth, and I only jus begun
Didn't wanna diss you I'm jus doin this for fun
You need to stock up
Fore you get locked up
Playing around going to get you shot up
I cannot handle it, you need to dribble, you traveling
Get out my way this is trafficking
Get out the way cuz I'm trapping again
Aye, ugh
Kid I think u need a time out
Your time is up it is mine now
Go back to bed and stop trying now
You made no shots at the tryouts
Shots fired now
I timed it
Just like the beat you can't find it
Gotta catch up your behind it
Took TLR I defined it
You can't hide it
Always red, never blue, murder you like I'm Vader
You an amateur rapper and an amateur hater
Say my raps too fire, we must be at the equator
You can multiply your earnings but mine will always be greater
Shut up, don't be dissing my songs, man
Viewers only stay wit you for 10 seconds long, man
You can't even find the beat, naw
You can't even stand on yo feet, naw
I cannot stand you
Not like I planned to
Made a diss track cuz
I can't understand you
Ugh, and your whiny and play wit them crayons too
Got 13k, who cares
Doing whatever like truth, dare
Don't stop at one, I get two pairs
All on my own cuz like who shares
I cannot have it
Mixing the tea up like 21 Savage
The beat I can track it
Your raps are static
Taking the diss disease finna contract it
Any fame lost it
Took the chance tossed it
Get out here kid got racks cuz I bossed it
You cannot talk now
Your fate is locked now
Tried and I tried I aint ever going to stop now
Shut up, don't be dissing my songs, man
Viewers only stay wit you for 10 seconds long, man
You can't even find the beat, naw
You can't even stand on yo feet, naw
Try diss me, I stop that
Louis I cop that
Busting out rhymes like a magician top-hat
I can sure flow that
Kid you should know that
Listen to all of my songs like it's folk trap
I am your idol
You my disciple
Sit on the ground you aint got no real title
My raps are timeless
You cannot find this
Sound like you choked and you failed at the Heimlich
Put my money in the safe than I lock that
Made a hundred thousand in a day than I drop that
What these other haters tryna say I can't hear you
Always gotta keep a pair of Air Pods like they ear glue
Shut up, don't be dissing my songs, man
Viewers only stay wit you for 10 seconds long, man
You can't even find the beat, naw
You can't even stand on yo feet, naw
5-5-5-2-4-7-1
Be a crybaby and you finna get the gun
Compound growth, and I only jus begun
Didn't wanna diss you I'm jus doin this for fun
You need to stock up
Fore you get locked up
Playing around going to get you shot up
I cannot handle it, you need to dribble, you traveling
Get out my way this is trafficking
Get out the way cuz I'm trapping again
Aye, ugh
Kid I think u need a time out
Your time is up it is mine now
Go back to bed and stop trying now
You made no shots at the tryouts
Shots fired now
I timed it
Just like the beat you can't find it
Gotta catch up your behind it
Took TLR I defined it
You can't hide it
Always red, never blue, murder you like I'm Vader
You an amateur rapper and an amateur hater
Say my raps too fire, we must be at the equator
You can multiply your earnings but mine will always be greater
Shut up, don't be dissing my songs, man
Viewers only stay wit you for 10 seconds long, man
You can't even find the beat, naw
You can't even stand on yo feet, naw
I cannot stand you
Not like I planned to
Made a diss track cuz
I can't understand you
Ugh, and your whiny and play wit them crayons too
Got 13k, who cares
Doing whatever like truth, dare
Don't stop at one, I get two pairs
All on my own cuz like who shares
Credits
Writer(s): Ryder Katz
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