Mount Doom (Crispy2024 and green...
• Written by WEALTHMASTA • Featuring Crispy2025
Ay, Crispy packin’ a strand of vermicelli, can’t get no girls, but don’t act you ain’t begging
Bitch, you ain’t asexual, you just can’t be sexual, because you’re ugly and smelly
And no girl wants your shit jammed in her, cause you made of jelly, but also I know you a celi-
-Bate, cause the only time you’ve eaten out was at the motherfucking deli
So you resort to dicks, that’s why you always get checked whenever you act rude
Tried to diss KO-Doomzday and he smacked you, then CSL whooped your ass too
That’s facts dude, and then you fought GoldenShower and couldn’t even beat that fool
Bitch, maybe that’s why you got an STI, because everybody clapped you
But the only time this bitch can get the chicks laughin’ is when he shows him the thin-ass pin
That this prick’s packin,’ but I bet it gets an expansion when you see little kids nappin’
Or a toddler throwin’ a big tantrum, it gets your dick standin,’ don’t lie, and quit cappin’
Like bitch, can it, cause I’m calling Chris Hansen so fucking sit, trashman
Yeah, no underage kid should be with Crispy in private, I know you like em tight, bitch
Can’t even be drivin’ past a preschool without getting excited, don’t deny it
You on that P Diddy shit, like a polygraph, that’s why you call yourself the lightest
Like me saying “no shade,” cause with all the shit going over your head, you ain’t the brightest
Yeah, claiming you took psilocin, well I ain’t Interstellar, but I’m a skeptic
Cause when it comes to smarts, this guy’s pathetic, and he’s quite eccentric
And my impression was hallicinogens are supposed to make your mind eclectic
But yo brain don’t take up much room, so I don’t think you on psychedelics
Yeah, and fuck greendrilla, pussy wanna throw jabs and prop anti-X Factor diss songs
Quit riding their 2 inch dongs, cause I know they your favorite things to sit on
Getting passed around by them opps, so quit claiming you a victim of HotSanta and his squad
Cause taking Crispy’s dick in your ass was the only time you’ve ever been logged
You couldn’t get pussy if you climbed Mount Doom, but it’s like I’m signing an IOU
Cause the bitches I fuck are fine, but dude I can’t say the same for Y-O-U
Can’t make ends meet so you cry and hoot, figures are hard for you to find, it’s true
That’s why you got 10 guys frosting yo ass, cause that’s the only time all eyes on you
Like a spider, bruh, I’ll exterminate yo ass, cause I think you parasites are chumps
But how can you be a web designer, huh? When I’m the one who’s fighting bugs
And I know your dick can’t even produce jizz, so you run from girls in shame and hide in shrubs
Wearing that green and brown, cause like a hazel bush, you have nothing inside your nuts
Yo raps suck so bad, this pussy shouldn’t even be allowed to grab a pencil
You and the people you ride ain’t shit, all those motherfuckin’ brats are pebbles
They’re trash, don’t even have potential, ain’t anywhere near X Factor’s level
And you retarded, bitch, yo ass is special, so I know you ain’t stepped in a classroom ever
So I guess I’ll school this dude instead, cause sucking dick is the only time you use your head
Fucking dumbasses, I’ll make sure you motherfuckers can never move ahead
Y’all getting annihilated, I’m a big ass buck, boutta storm through you pests
Bitch, I’m not someone you can go off on, cause I ain’t a deer who’s been newly bred
(Outro)
Yeah chumps, fuck off
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WEALTHMASTA
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