Telling these bitches to grow up is so pointless
(I'm just getting over a sickness so just ignore my voice)
Brain dead bitches, all around like an apocalypse
Send him to the morgue, now he's kissing coffin shit
Lying in bed, covid, now I'm coughing sick
You are like a parrot; I see you mocking bitch
You acting like a sook, are you on your man period?
Oh, you were serious? But you looked so delirious
I disappear in the night, cuz I'm feeling mysterious
You and your gang better not interfere with us
You said you'd change but you still the same, I ain't impressed
Talk with your chest, not your fingers, use your head
You always saying I'm gonna get pressed
But I ain't even stressed
(Nah, I ain't even stressed)
All of you phonies are such pussies
Forearm hurts from the triggers I'm pushing
Everything that comes right out of your mouth is straight bullshit
All of you phonies are such pussies
Trying to make you change is a mistake
It's so pointless, you never listen, cuz you so fake
Hang around druggies, and junkies, you are a snake
Keep with the attitude, and you gon' meet fate, ugh
I'm on a roll, I hustle
On Instagram, flexing no muscles
Better start running, and bustle
I got the draco with a muzzle
F*ck you Josh
F*ck you Harley
F*ck you Lex
F*ck you Ed
F*ck you Owen
What the f*ck is up with youse asking when my next songs gonna release?
Impatient f*cks
None of you are gonna be happy when the next song drops, cuz it's a diss on yo ass