Lucas Shane Sucks
Aye Shane, go slash pain
Stop copying me, go stay in your lane
Got 5 followers, got no fame
You feeling sad, while I'm feeling great, yuh
You the type a guy
To put some sand inside your eye
You got no bitches, not a lie
Now go jump from somewhere high, yuh
Pussy boy, what you want?
You want dick? You want dick? (Okay)
Go get some from your friends
Yo moms money never ends, yuh
On that thought, you're spoiled
After this diss you'll be so boiled
Stop playing on that shit, go play with soil
Stop playing on that shit, go play with
Yuh, eyebrows high
Stop talkin' shit, like you just lie
Please go die
Everyone would like it, please go die
Corona time, Corona time, yuh yuh
Corona time, Corona time, yuh yuh
Yo parents divorced, I'm laughing' my ass off
You ain't got shit, go take yo cap off
Eyes so small that you can't see this diss, yuh
Eyes so small that you can't see yo piss, yuh
Yo sisters hot, can I get her number?
Aw that's too bad, Ima still fuck her
You a rapper? You were
Ice on my neck, not yours
You so annoying bruh
You so annoying bruh
You so annoying bruh
You so annoying bruh
You don't got stories to tell
You don't got stories to tell
You don't got stories to tell
You don't got stories to tell
Stop copying me, go stay in your lane
Got 5 followers, got no fame
You feeling sad, while I'm feeling great, yuh
You the type a guy
To put some sand inside your eye
You got no bitches, not a lie
Now go jump from somewhere high, yuh
Pussy boy, what you want?
You want dick? You want dick? (Okay)
Go get some from your friends
Yo moms money never ends, yuh
On that thought, you're spoiled
After this diss you'll be so boiled
Stop playing on that shit, go play with soil
Stop playing on that shit, go play with
Yuh, eyebrows high
Stop talkin' shit, like you just lie
Please go die
Everyone would like it, please go die
Corona time, Corona time, yuh yuh
Corona time, Corona time, yuh yuh
Yo parents divorced, I'm laughing' my ass off
You ain't got shit, go take yo cap off
Eyes so small that you can't see this diss, yuh
Eyes so small that you can't see yo piss, yuh
Yo sisters hot, can I get her number?
Aw that's too bad, Ima still fuck her
You a rapper? You were
Ice on my neck, not yours
You so annoying bruh
You so annoying bruh
You so annoying bruh
You so annoying bruh
You don't got stories to tell
You don't got stories to tell
You don't got stories to tell
You don't got stories to tell
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