Came With The Frauds (Jonahh Diss)

Uh, Jonahh a bitch, he came with the frauds

Yeah, 5 battles blown up, we playin’ like God

And if he throws a check-in, we’ll make him distraught

Better think twice ‘fore you aim at my squad

Whole gang got more bodies than a hospital lobby

2 Hs, what, are you a Nazi? I’m dropping in with the posse

Prime prime, homie catch it or get turned to a pack

And I got a .30, you catching it in your back, boom

I have a lot of bodies cause I gangbang, and I have a lot of bodies cause I gangbang

All these oppies dropping, I go bang bang, all these thotties hopping on my wang cane

Bad bitch wanna throw it back for the crew, we barter booty like trading cards, your ass is the loot

You don’t own shit, if you packin’ it’s a transaction approved, and we ridin’ like Wu-Tang spankin’ a faggot like you

I told RapBoat to hop out the Lambo and air the whole fuckin’ crib out

Send the opps to their maker, yo mama’s a caker, she’s petite so if I penetrated I’d probably shake her

He thinks he’s the gays’ Messiah, I bet they wouldn’t want you

He knows he’s the dames’ pariah, but I bet they would incumb you

As one of them since you act like a bitch yuh

Intercourse not in the motion, yeah, I don’t remember “screaming hatred” at a bottle of lotion

Ain’t nothin’ magic bout your Johnson, I always send a dime to scorers

Cause Crispy says I’m a communist, bitch I don’t believe in private quarters

It might be my timeless aura combined with my tight supporters, reward em

We tryna form em post-mortem like diamond ore, but fuck dyin,’ my time was thwarted

Cucks cryin,’ I’m dinosaurin,’ you’re tryna roar and you’re stuck in New York with them Times reporters

We gunnin’ for your caboose, better vamoose cause I’m runnin’ with steel movers

You’re posted with a 14 year old cowboy fatass and I’m posted with real shooters

He’s from Tennessee so he fucks his sister and that’s why he’s friends with Corrupt the ripper

Remember Rape Squad? I do, they deny true shit my eyes viewed

He’d probably say “B-but Gen made a bar about piss to a smart renowed kid, and we’re just mouthin’ off to retarded clown bitches”

Kalli: “What KeyJ means is we didn’t talk about shit, but even if we say it’s true and not lies

If the MJ and ‘Naldo rape accusers are right then 2 bang abusers were the most famous humans alive”

Your WM line was one of the worst bars I’ve ever heard

Only thing you X’in’s Ls cause I see your belly curves

Poppin’ out under your shirt, ripplin’, already burst

Homie yappin’ bout triples cause he always trek for 3rds

Roll up with the boys, we gon swarm his ass, let him know he’s meant to bottom

Said you need a psych textbook, but you got plenty of mental problems (damn)

Where you going? You can’t escape me, I’m outside of your crib, all your friends are shaking

Mask on, Glock tucked, turn yo ass into a pack, we’re sending these pussies to Hell, they’re wacker

Then we take over their headquarters and mark it as territory for the X Factor

The blood is vibrant, get hit in the dome, now you leakin’ like a busted hydrant

 

Ay, Jonahh don’t know