(BAN)
MhmYeah uh huh uh huh Yeah Yeah Let get it
I mean I know this fake ass nigga his names Oni RNF
Be actin all hard all gangster and shit bro
What are you on? You ain't shit
How you gon be a hater?
How you gon be an internet beefer?
You really jus an internet gangster
You jus a dirt ass wanker
Oh wait i cant say that
(Cuz)
You ain't from NYC
And thats some facts
Said my girl gon leave
But you don't know how she be
She be ridin right beside me
You be one fake ass mother f*cker
I'm jus gon shine in my white tee
Too me you jus one of my used rubbers
Cut you head off put it in my cupboards
You gon be reminiscing over these words
I want you to keep this in mind Three words
(Bitch ass nigga)
Sorry your daddy was an angry drunk
Sorry your mommy prolly jus a big whore
Sorry you prolly was mollested by your unc
I just wannna know do you really want war?
(It aint worth it)
Tell me do you really want internet beef? commenting on my song like it jus a tease
See this beefin aint really worth it to me
I just be spittin all my raps with eaze
Look you needa get one thing straight
Your music is like a needle in a haystack
Chop up your liver use it as my fishin bait
After this are you gonna come get yo get back
(Come get yo get back nigga)
(Uh) I wanna know is your career gon take off
Or is it gon deplete like your mental health
I know you cry while you wheeze n cough
For real though drugs ain't good for yo health
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English
(BAN)
MhmYeah uh huh uh huh Yeah Yeah Let get it
I mean I know this fake ass nigga his names Oni RNF
Be actin all hard all gangster and shit bro
What are you on? You ain't shit
How you gon be a hater?
How you gon be an internet beefer?
You really jus an internet gangster
You jus a dirt ass wanker
Oh wait i cant say that
(Cuz)
You ain't from NYC
And thats some facts
Said my girl gon leave
But you don't know how she be
She be ridin right beside me
You be one fake ass mother f*cker
I'm jus gon shine in my white tee
Too me you jus one of my used rubbers
Cut you head off put it in my cupboards
You gon be reminiscing over these words
I want you to keep this in mind Three words
(Bitch ass nigga)
Sorry your daddy was an angry drunk
Sorry your mommy prolly jus a big whore
Sorry you prolly was mollested by your unc
I just wannna know do you really want war?
(It aint worth it)
Tell me do you really want internet beef? commenting on my song like it jus a tease
See this beefin aint really worth it to me
I just be spittin all my raps with eaze
Look you needa get one thing straight
Your music is like a needle in a haystack
Chop up your liver use it as my fishin bait
After this are you gonna come get yo get back
(Come get yo get back nigga)
(Uh) I wanna know is your career gon take off
Or is it gon deplete like your mental health
I know you cry while you wheeze n cough
For real though drugs ain't good for yo health
MhmYeah uh huh uh huh Yeah Yeah Let get it
I mean I know this fake ass nigga his names Oni RNF
Be actin all hard all gangster and shit bro
What are you on? You ain't shit
How you gon be a hater?
How you gon be an internet beefer?
You really jus an internet gangster
You jus a dirt ass wanker
Oh wait i cant say that
(Cuz)
You ain't from NYC
And thats some facts
Said my girl gon leave
But you don't know how she be
She be ridin right beside me
You be one fake ass mother f*cker
I'm jus gon shine in my white tee
Too me you jus one of my used rubbers
Cut you head off put it in my cupboards
You gon be reminiscing over these words
I want you to keep this in mind Three words
(Bitch ass nigga)
Sorry your daddy was an angry drunk
Sorry your mommy prolly jus a big whore
Sorry you prolly was mollested by your unc
I just wannna know do you really want war?
(It aint worth it)
Tell me do you really want internet beef? commenting on my song like it jus a tease
See this beefin aint really worth it to me
I just be spittin all my raps with eaze
Look you needa get one thing straight
Your music is like a needle in a haystack
Chop up your liver use it as my fishin bait
After this are you gonna come get yo get back
(Come get yo get back nigga)
(Uh) I wanna know is your career gon take off
Or is it gon deplete like your mental health
I know you cry while you wheeze n cough
For real though drugs ain't good for yo health
Writer: Zeckeriah Savedra
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