Crushed

This is a story in the making
It's 7:30 in the morning I shouldn't be waking
I'm tryna enjoy my vacation, check my phone it's my homey sayin

Some - on Facebook is gettin brave
She tried to pull a fast one on me on February 28th
I gave you notice and now your time is up
I've smelled ya blood since you copied strawberry crush

So listen up I'm bout to give you all da business
If you don't know who I am, you gon learn it in a hot minute
I'm bash bwa and my squad invented
The original strawberry crush way before you started singing

My song released last summer
It was the second track on my album Fresh Out The Oven
And it spread like wildfire in Kentucky
We had a fandom for our anthem, yea we had the whole state bumpin

This ain't a game, woman it's a lifestyle
They listen to us from Nashville to Pikeville
We make professional sounds for a profit
You make embarrassing low quality garbage

You dug the grave, I just put you in your coffin
I'm at the level I don't have to do this often
But I can tell you don't know who you messin with
Either way I can promise you gon learn your lesson

Yea I know ya whole story
You're whole damn Facebook account is public, made it so easy for me
If you're gonna copy
My biggest song, you should prolly at least take the time to block me

You dropped joke song titled Strawberry Pop
That ain't even what it's called, do you really think your slick?
I got eyes everywhere, and I'm calling bull
You and I both know this is no coincidence

Your bio says you're a published author
I figured you'd learn a thing or two about copyright
So why would you copy half your lyrics off of strawberry crush
And the other half off of strawberry wine

Maybe you tryna put Hi Hat on the map
Maybe you did it for attention and its workin
But when you come at me and you from a place called Mud Creek
You already know I gotta do you dirty

Lord save this poor women! this is way too easy
You think you a gospel singer, even Jesus doesn't wanna hear it
When I listened to your song I'll admit
I thought you sounded like Taylor Swift had a kid with Ice JJ Fish

Give credit to me where the credits due
You tryna ride my wave Ima have to knock you down a few
I'm spat the flames now my throat is sore
But we ain't finished ima have to pass the torch off to my boys, Bash Bwa

Woke up in Salyersville, a - checked his phone
I type in the code, log in Twitter, Ima scroll
I got the news from this - named Ally-O
Some weak - was tryna plagiarize our flow

She said "Strawberry Pop"
I said "You need to stop"
This is some East Kentucky Biggy vs. Tupac
So grab yo glock when you see the strawberry squad
When we ride up Mud Creek, you know bodies gonna drop

Jealousy is just love and hate at the same damn time
But that don't mean that this fake can steal our lines
She wasted her breath, now she's making me waste my time
Now we gon make this - pay for her heinous crime

We were originals, we had the whole state bumpin
All yo - did was hit the "copy and paste" button
But I can't blame ya, just an over zealous fan
But we had to crush ya when you turned into an off-brand

Now ya crushed
Now ya crushed
Now ya crushed