Sensational (HiteEmUpTy Diss)
Mmh, Mmh, Mmh
MurderMeezy Bitch
You know I really did not want to do this shit
'Cause I called you my nigga
But like, you stabbed me in my back so fuck you nigga
Little boy stop the capping, you know you don't bang
You know you not hard and you not in a gang
And you don't get no bitches lil nigga you lame
You stealing my lyrics that shit is a shame
You always got something to say
So I made a song to put you in your place
You not better than me boy it's not for debate
Nigga you might be worse than that nigga Young Tae
Boy you need some work, you steal all your lyrics from baby and durk
When I go to Atlanta you gone be a shirt
I'm slapping yo mama and taking her purse
Little boy you a bitch you should learn how to twerk
You know what fuck all that rapping shit
I'm about to cook this nigga shit
Aye, you don't get no bread you whip a Motorola
You look like a nigga that just caught Ebola
Yo teeth hella yellow you need Baking Soda
And you hella short boy you built like Baby Yoda
Lil Boy you a clown
I still got that vid of you fucking that bitch that was 300 pounds
Uh, now I'm talking hot
You thought we forgot nigga no we did not
Yo career finna die nigga pick out yo box
How you flexing yo money with holes in yo socks
And yo daddy on crack he inhaling them rocks
Yo head look like a lemon you need to get locks
In high school you was lonely you was not a jock
We call that boy a bird cause all he do is mock
In our little rap group you was the only nigga
That always had something to say
Like, that I can only sing I couldn't rap
But then I just realized you just jealous of me
So let me slow it down and talk my shit
I know you jealous little bitch
I know you wish you could do this
Nigga you a little prick, yo voice be cracking like a bitch
Nigga I'm really hard I add layers to my shit
Uh, lil boy you a dog you need you a leash
I won't talk about Granny may she rest in peace
Apologize and this shit won't get released
Nigga you a carnivore you all about meat
You heard what I said
What the fuck be going through your head
You not a gangsta you a fed
You just like yo daddy you taking them meds
Always stealing some shit and ain't giving no cred
And you wondering why you be lonely as hell
When I'm in ATL boy I might go to jail
I ain't worried bout shit cause I know I'll get bailed
And you slow as a bitch you like Gary the Snail
Now I gotta spazz
I'm back on yo ass
How you rap about school but you dropped out of class
Chased a bitch (Asya) for a year and you still never smashed
Now you at Chic-Fil-A boy you fumbled the bag
You a stupid ass nigga from riches to rags
I don't fuck with the drama I'm airing out facts
Nigga I'm just a guy that got stabbed in the back
It's a natural reflex I had to clap back
Mmm MurderMeezy Bitch
We love you meezy (Angie)
Love you too, Sis haha
MurderMeezy Bitch
You know I really did not want to do this shit
'Cause I called you my nigga
But like, you stabbed me in my back so fuck you nigga
Little boy stop the capping, you know you don't bang
You know you not hard and you not in a gang
And you don't get no bitches lil nigga you lame
You stealing my lyrics that shit is a shame
You always got something to say
So I made a song to put you in your place
You not better than me boy it's not for debate
Nigga you might be worse than that nigga Young Tae
Boy you need some work, you steal all your lyrics from baby and durk
When I go to Atlanta you gone be a shirt
I'm slapping yo mama and taking her purse
Little boy you a bitch you should learn how to twerk
You know what fuck all that rapping shit
I'm about to cook this nigga shit
Aye, you don't get no bread you whip a Motorola
You look like a nigga that just caught Ebola
Yo teeth hella yellow you need Baking Soda
And you hella short boy you built like Baby Yoda
Lil Boy you a clown
I still got that vid of you fucking that bitch that was 300 pounds
Uh, now I'm talking hot
You thought we forgot nigga no we did not
Yo career finna die nigga pick out yo box
How you flexing yo money with holes in yo socks
And yo daddy on crack he inhaling them rocks
Yo head look like a lemon you need to get locks
In high school you was lonely you was not a jock
We call that boy a bird cause all he do is mock
In our little rap group you was the only nigga
That always had something to say
Like, that I can only sing I couldn't rap
But then I just realized you just jealous of me
So let me slow it down and talk my shit
I know you jealous little bitch
I know you wish you could do this
Nigga you a little prick, yo voice be cracking like a bitch
Nigga I'm really hard I add layers to my shit
Uh, lil boy you a dog you need you a leash
I won't talk about Granny may she rest in peace
Apologize and this shit won't get released
Nigga you a carnivore you all about meat
You heard what I said
What the fuck be going through your head
You not a gangsta you a fed
You just like yo daddy you taking them meds
Always stealing some shit and ain't giving no cred
And you wondering why you be lonely as hell
When I'm in ATL boy I might go to jail
I ain't worried bout shit cause I know I'll get bailed
And you slow as a bitch you like Gary the Snail
Now I gotta spazz
I'm back on yo ass
How you rap about school but you dropped out of class
Chased a bitch (Asya) for a year and you still never smashed
Now you at Chic-Fil-A boy you fumbled the bag
You a stupid ass nigga from riches to rags
I don't fuck with the drama I'm airing out facts
Nigga I'm just a guy that got stabbed in the back
It's a natural reflex I had to clap back
Mmm MurderMeezy Bitch
We love you meezy (Angie)
Love you too, Sis haha
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Writer(s): Armand Washington
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