rappad diss ft. kanye
• Written by spic
rappad diss prod pierrebourne and drake
lyric
verse 1:
rappers on my dick gotta hittem witta strap
pop pop pop imma makem fall back
missiles hittin from the front n the back
clap clap clap we never gonna lack
first things first, dont waste my time
bitches for the birds, dont stay and cry
u not gonna ride, we gon setchu on the line
hustlin everyday, we gon turn it to a crime
put it on God, for the money im too extra
u say ya life a movie yeah bitch u an extra
when they think of yeahz, they say that he next up
all my opps in the dirt, they was leakin all that redstuff
hook:
if it dont involve an M dontchu hit my phone
i been gettin bread, yeah, on my own
independent nigga, dont need no one
imma take these rapper spot, just go n run
he gon sell his soul just to stay relevant
he cant be on his own, in the place he an elephant
why u actin like u from the city, we know u a bitch
they be blastin wit no pity, yeah we know u not it
verse 2:
i got so many clones they think im george lucas
bustin at the opps, they actin like a few kids
they all take my shit and they overdo it
thinkin bout everything just gotta go through this
all that fake kickin is gon getchu killed
how u fake a million and still think u ill
while u out here hating, imma drop this check
where u think its fallin yeah on your head
they say imma savage and they sayin imma villain
come in with the baggage and i walk out with a million
imma make it go to plan
go n check the news like who shot yo mans
hook:
if it dont involve an M dontchu hit my phone
i been gettin bread, yeah, on my own
independent nigga, dont need no one
imma take these rapper spot, just go n run
he gon sell his soul just to stay relevant
he cant be on his own, in the place he an elephant
why u actin like u from the city, we know u a bitch
they be blastin wit no pity, yeah we know u not it
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spic
Member since September 27 2020