Passive Aggressive
These niggas be chatting they know me
While at home he quoting kenobi
You capping you beat up the pussy but nigga your dick is tuck under your tummy
You said that you're riding with shooters
Looks like you just riding with losers
You mad that your weight can not handle the limit at all on riding a scooter
I am a boy wonder?
Please!
I bring the whole thunder
Sheesh
Nigga want clout
Nigga want love
Nigga on jealousy
I can just see that you envy me
Don't get so mad that you can't be me
All of my fans got my songs on repeat
If you talking your shit can you learn how breathe
When I rip your throat
Better pray to pope
Better get a rope
Write a letter note
Seal the envelope
Read your horoscope
Make you lose your hope
Sacrifice your soul
Turn you into a ghost
Had to make a post
Then I make a toast
That you did the most
Now you feeling gross
I just made a roast
Come into my city
Lay you on the slope
Uhh
Now Niggas too far
Am I too much for your system?
Going from guitar to bar
You got a lot on your chest
And you cannot confess
If I give you my vest
Then it'll fit just your breast
And you chatting it up
Nigga I am the goat
I got plenty of shots to put through the scope
Killshot
Give a Nigga a thrill shot
How you hating on a Nigga who's still hot
How you hating on a Nigga who's 5'6
No facts
And I'll turn you to my bitch
Everything you said was so wack
I swear to god I can never cap in my rap
If you want to talk cap
Your no dad (You're not my dad)
If you want to hear facts where's your dad
Dead nigga
Ha ha ha
Aye
Bitch
Bitch
I smell
Bitch
Niggas mad
They write diss
Got my fans like
"Who is this?"
I got songs that could be hits
You got songs that's wack as shit
Your ex moved to bigger dicks
In my mind, I'm super sick
You go to basement to basement to basement
You homeless you rapping in basements no statement
Hokage
I'm burning you down to the pavement
This Arkham asylum
Your one of my patients
I know that you think that you're really amazing
Keep dropping those songs and let's see who be slaving
You fake like America niggas
Be agents
So say your goodbyes and I'll send you out waving
While at home he quoting kenobi
You capping you beat up the pussy but nigga your dick is tuck under your tummy
You said that you're riding with shooters
Looks like you just riding with losers
You mad that your weight can not handle the limit at all on riding a scooter
I am a boy wonder?
Please!
I bring the whole thunder
Sheesh
Nigga want clout
Nigga want love
Nigga on jealousy
I can just see that you envy me
Don't get so mad that you can't be me
All of my fans got my songs on repeat
If you talking your shit can you learn how breathe
When I rip your throat
Better pray to pope
Better get a rope
Write a letter note
Seal the envelope
Read your horoscope
Make you lose your hope
Sacrifice your soul
Turn you into a ghost
Had to make a post
Then I make a toast
That you did the most
Now you feeling gross
I just made a roast
Come into my city
Lay you on the slope
Uhh
Now Niggas too far
Am I too much for your system?
Going from guitar to bar
You got a lot on your chest
And you cannot confess
If I give you my vest
Then it'll fit just your breast
And you chatting it up
Nigga I am the goat
I got plenty of shots to put through the scope
Killshot
Give a Nigga a thrill shot
How you hating on a Nigga who's still hot
How you hating on a Nigga who's 5'6
No facts
And I'll turn you to my bitch
Everything you said was so wack
I swear to god I can never cap in my rap
If you want to talk cap
Your no dad (You're not my dad)
If you want to hear facts where's your dad
Dead nigga
Ha ha ha
Aye
Bitch
Bitch
I smell
Bitch
Niggas mad
They write diss
Got my fans like
"Who is this?"
I got songs that could be hits
You got songs that's wack as shit
Your ex moved to bigger dicks
In my mind, I'm super sick
You go to basement to basement to basement
You homeless you rapping in basements no statement
Hokage
I'm burning you down to the pavement
This Arkham asylum
Your one of my patients
I know that you think that you're really amazing
Keep dropping those songs and let's see who be slaving
You fake like America niggas
Be agents
So say your goodbyes and I'll send you out waving
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Writer(s): Brad Duré
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