I'm tryna f*ck on lana rhoades
Bitch im locked in, in that mode
F*cker dissing we gon' get 'em gone
Heard he dissin he gon' fold
Yea i fw cats shoutout tole
I was doing it solo did it on my own
Heard he dissin' he get sent to god
You can't fall off you not on
Duey just called me told me get on
Bitch im ballin' like prime lebron
Not the 3 or the 2 im the 1
Told duey up that f*ckin' gun
I'm with fly in the cut
I'm with the plague souljas snorting up
You a weirdo you touching on kids
Big ass drac it gon' flip his whip
You fat as hell you a pig
Tryna hit this hoe wit' sum rizz
Bitches fans wanna take some pics
Hoe in my dm's wanna see my dick
Let's run fade boy f*ck a diss
Like twinuzis call my nina
Said he want smoke better t-up
Heard he dissin' get put on a t-shirt
Making more money than my teachers
Fake ass friends man they some leachers
F*ck this hoe man i don't need her
I don't wantcha bitch you can keep her
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I'm tryna f*ck on lana rhoades
Bitch im locked in, in that mode
F*cker dissing we gon' get 'em gone
Heard he dissin he gon' fold
Yea i fw cats shoutout tole
I was doing it solo did it on my own
Heard he dissin' he get sent to god
You can't fall off you not on
Duey just called me told me get on
Bitch im ballin' like prime lebron
Not the 3 or the 2 im the 1
Told duey up that f*ckin' gun
I'm with fly in the cut
I'm with the plague souljas snorting up
You a weirdo you touching on kids
Big ass drac it gon' flip his whip
You fat as hell you a pig
Tryna hit this hoe wit' sum rizz
Bitches fans wanna take some pics
Hoe in my dm's wanna see my dick
Let's run fade boy f*ck a diss
Like twinuzis call my nina
Said he want smoke better t-up
Heard he dissin' get put on a t-shirt
Making more money than my teachers
Fake ass friends man they some leachers
F*ck this hoe man i don't need her
I don't wantcha bitch you can keep her
Bitch im locked in, in that mode
F*cker dissing we gon' get 'em gone
Heard he dissin he gon' fold
Yea i fw cats shoutout tole
I was doing it solo did it on my own
Heard he dissin' he get sent to god
You can't fall off you not on
Duey just called me told me get on
Bitch im ballin' like prime lebron
Not the 3 or the 2 im the 1
Told duey up that f*ckin' gun
I'm with fly in the cut
I'm with the plague souljas snorting up
You a weirdo you touching on kids
Big ass drac it gon' flip his whip
You fat as hell you a pig
Tryna hit this hoe wit' sum rizz
Bitches fans wanna take some pics
Hoe in my dm's wanna see my dick
Let's run fade boy f*ck a diss
Like twinuzis call my nina
Said he want smoke better t-up
Heard he dissin' get put on a t-shirt
Making more money than my teachers
Fake ass friends man they some leachers
F*ck this hoe man i don't need her
I don't wantcha bitch you can keep her
Writer: ben v
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