Keep Jeezy's Name Out Of Your Mouth
• Written by IGNIS8 • Featuring GenXjeezy and Kwon-Is-Dope
Ayo Kwon, sit the fuck down, let a real one talk,
You strutted in here fake flexin', just chicken walk.
Talkin’ big like you bossin' — bro, shut that noise,
You ain’t dope, you just a clown tryna impress the boys.
You dropped 11 weak tracks, got 35 rep,
That’s like screamin’ in an alley — not a soul gives a fuck.
You walk in dissin' legends, but ain't earned your seat,
Tryna scrap with GenX? You ain't even in his league.
He a pillar here, you just a cheap brick,
You pop off online, but in person, you'd get flipped quick.
Talkin' ‘bout his girl? You sound desperate and pressed,
Tryna bring up a queen when your own life’s a mess.
Sayin’ she want a "BBC"? Man, shut that shut up,
All cap, no facts, just a boy actin' tough.
If Jeezy was locked, he still more free than you,
At least he got love — you beg for views.
His name ring bells, yours barely a blip,
Nobody’s quoting Kwon unless they talkin’ 'bout shit.
GenX got soldiers, fans, and respect in his hands,
You got 3 SoundCloud plays and a mic you don't understand.
We seen your diss — and guess what, it’s trash,
Cheap lines, dry bars, couldn’t clash with our wrath.
If you really had balls, you’d have hit collab,
But you knew IGNIS8 would bury you under every tab.
You didn’t add us ‘cause you scared of a real flame,
Feelin' big on your own, but we’d put you to shame.
Callin' people out, thinkin’ you sparkin’ a war,
You lit a match in a storm, now your ass on the floor.
GenXjeezy got more heart than your whole crew combined,
He give light to this space, while you wastin’ our time.
He don’t need to say shit, we’ll handle his name,
We don’t ride with cowards who diss just for fame.
You don’t know him, so keep his name out your mouth,
Before this mic becomes the shovel puttin' you in the ground.
Jeezy’s real, you just internet fake,
You mad ‘cause he built what you can't recreate.
And don't talk to us like you're leadin’ the charge,
We ain’t your little followers, we hittin’ too large.
“Unfollow Jeezy”? Bitch, not a chance,
We ride with a man who earned his stance.
You mad ‘cause you lonely, bitter, and unknown,
You throw stones online from your mama’s home.
We ain't here to play nice or stroke your ego,
You came at the vet — now take this L and go.
This a one-way mirror — we see through your soul,
You soft, insecure, and you fold under control.
Jeezy’s respected, admired, and loved,
You just loud and ignored, actin’ hard for a shrug.
Tryna shame a man who’s better than you?
Put some fuckin' respect on the name you just blew.
So here’s some advice, before you get lit again:
Stick to the kiddie table, and leave the kings to win
