b#tch you wanna throw hands start talking real sh#t
You can’t run your mouth so you got Antoine the b#tch
I beat your boys #ss and then he joined my side
My fist hitting your jaw will be like if the planets collide
You can’t say sh#t when we share the same name
I got a band and switched genres like I’m MGK
I bet you won’t respond to this diss cause you’re the one to blame
For me to spit bars at you white boy coming from the same-
Situation the homies in because my pops wasn’t there
I gеt what your struggles are but b#tch I don’t care
I got out of it so you can too
But instеad you starting fights and you hitting on snooze
I don’t need my boys to get involved cause you’re a p#ss#
You dated a GTA stripper and I bet you ate her gushy
You’s a little b#tch and you probably dated my ex
But who gives a f#ck when my new chicks the best
I’m from Camden where there’s gunshots as you tryna rest
You diss my girl and we finna have problems cuz
I got out of the drama but you bet I still rep the bloods
Nine Trey b#tch you think I’m f#cking joking
I got a girl but otherwise your b#tch’d be choking
13 my lucky number guess I better start smoking-
You, b#tch you haven’t even spoken
You tempted the beast and now he’s awoken
Pennywise boat but your ship ain’t floating
And when I’m done your face will be broken
You still a little kid play with the Chuck E. Cheese token
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