(Intro)

Yung Melli here and this a diss track to a freshman english teacher
I can't say her name cause of legal purposes but y'all should know who I'm taking bout

(Verse)

Melli Montana remember my name
Y'all remember 'bout "No Remains"
I be spitting this rhythmic flame
This a diss but I can't say names
But her lips don't move when she talk
I could draw her brows with chalk
And her weave look funny
And her teeth like a bunny
Man she better call poppa doc
And she probably gon' say that her bae is a police
Better get away, She don't know me
So she, gonna have to do some research
But she gotta do something with her teeth first
She ain't gon' tell but her makeup look stale
If she wasn't so tan then she prolly be pale
Walk in the room and it smell
Time go by so slow like a snail
But why do it smell like onions
Why her hair and her teeth are the color of the Funyuns?
This track so heat, I ain't done yet
I could diss her, 'till the sun set
And what is up witcho nose
It's uglier than my toes
And I don't know why I'm asking
Cause I know that nobody knows
Female Donald Trump
Female Donald Duck
Yo lips don't move when you talk
Yo lips tryna move but yo lips stay stuck
You filled up yo lips with the fakeness
You prolly gon get you a facelift
You like (xxxx) Tentacion
Cause you got more exes than X, now he nameless
When she speak it remind me of a whale
In the bottom of a well, You could hear her voice well
She be calling my name but it go to the voicemail
I ain't got no time for sale
Listen, Stay up outa my business
Ima kill the beat, You a witness
When she talk, she spitting out citrus
Ima let her know who this is
My name in her mouth but she need her a dentist
If I said that I hate you I meant it
I hate you, I hate school, I hate it
I hate you so much that I'm making a statement
Producing a song about you is outrageous
You not worth my time but I just had to say this

Don't talk to me
You a opp to me
Ion hear a word you say, It ain't guap to me
I hope drake come around and take a shot for me
Cause 90 minutes with you is alot to me
Back then you was in a sorority
But now you my teacher, You act like authority
I know that teaching is not yo priority
Raising my hand but you keep on ignoring me
Teaching is all about opening doors for me
I'm waking up in the morning and forcefully
I gotta get to yo class
Just so I could pass
1 hour and a half is torturing
Her face covered in plastic
Her makeup looking so tragic
You gotta do what Orlando does
You better give that face some Magic
Find another job while you at it
You suck a being sarcastic
Why yo attitude so uptight but yo skin looking elastic
You'll never catch me lacking
Yo hair and teeth keep matching
You prolly entered a beauty pageant
But they kept on laughing

Yung Melli pull up
And I'm feeling erratic
Sporadic, An addict back at it
I'm so charismatic
I feel like the police are over dramatic
I'm buying some items and they keep on asking
Like "Paper or Plastic"
I told them to bag it
This ain't no Scholastic
And that's when I thought about dissing my teacher
Since nobody does it like me, I feel like a preacher


Wut? lmaooooooo