Stop It
Oh Esty, stop talking to me like that before I pop you
Adriz, stop making disses before I rock you
None of y'all are scary, none of y'all are cool
Stop talking shit or I knock you out your shoes
Ayo, sklater, your friends are fake
Rapping so good you can call me Drake
And we cancelling that collab tape
You say I can switch but I'm never gonna switch on the gang
Your parents don't have any memories with you
So they don't have any pictures to frame
Bitch I'm not pussy I don't play no games
Esty you start drama for no reason, what do you want, fame
All you want is fighting, man, what a shame
Dijent, I couldn't hear anything, what do you claim
Like bro, get it together, you need a tissue because you're under the weather
Play with me you little bitch I'm gonna send you to the nether
And you said fuck the skelly, send a bullet right to your mother
Why you speaking on Sandra? Rest in peace, I'm shooting your brother
I'm not no pussy, I shoot y'all one after another
If you gonna keep messing with me you gonna suffer
Stop adding me to these stupid group chats, like why even bother
Like what? Imma leave you like a rasta
Like do you even have a father
Esty, why you calling me a dishwasher
Are you trying to make a profit
This track right here, you can't ever top it
You have no money to deposit
Stop talking loud, just stop it
Ari, you gonna come out the closet
Adriz, stop making disses before I rock you
None of y'all are scary, none of y'all are cool
Stop talking shit or I knock you out your shoes
Ayo, sklater, your friends are fake
Rapping so good you can call me Drake
And we cancelling that collab tape
You say I can switch but I'm never gonna switch on the gang
Your parents don't have any memories with you
So they don't have any pictures to frame
Bitch I'm not pussy I don't play no games
Esty you start drama for no reason, what do you want, fame
All you want is fighting, man, what a shame
Dijent, I couldn't hear anything, what do you claim
Like bro, get it together, you need a tissue because you're under the weather
Play with me you little bitch I'm gonna send you to the nether
And you said fuck the skelly, send a bullet right to your mother
Why you speaking on Sandra? Rest in peace, I'm shooting your brother
I'm not no pussy, I shoot y'all one after another
If you gonna keep messing with me you gonna suffer
Stop adding me to these stupid group chats, like why even bother
Like what? Imma leave you like a rasta
Like do you even have a father
Esty, why you calling me a dishwasher
Are you trying to make a profit
This track right here, you can't ever top it
You have no money to deposit
Stop talking loud, just stop it
Ari, you gonna come out the closet
Credits
Writer(s): Coco Miles
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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