[intro]
1397
Dead Man Production



[Verse 1]
Dam
6ix9ine this
6ix9ine that
What the fuck
Its on his dick
Oh wait nothing
Talking about on hoes dick
What the fuck
U gotta have a dick
To have something on it
All these kids talking about 6ix9ine
6ix9ine this
6ix9ine that
Dam, must be fucked up in the head
Or maybe to much blood is rushing to there head
From giving to much head
But dam, give them bitches a reality check
Cuz last I checked, 6ix9ine was trash
Labels himself a pop star
Calling himself a rapper
Fuck no
He a wanna be rapper
He ain't good enough to be a rapper
Pop a cap in his ass
Oh wait, Hill get plenty of shit shot in his ass
In jail, oh
Man fuck it
The only label he got is profile
Cuz that bitch a rapist
Can't get no fucking girl
So heaped a 14 year old
Dam, fucking pediflie
(rapist)
Man dont say you didint rape her
Cuz no one wants your lil churro
Oh wair, its a lot smaller than that
Rhe fact that he thinks it's big
Is as sade as his life
That bitch in jail
Hope they fuck him up
Words than his life is
Fucking clown
Oh wait. hay lil boy
Better be nice
Say trick or treat bitch
Spent your whole life
Just to get famous
Wow, bro you did it
But why you gotta look like a fucking clown
Just to get famous
Hay Ronald
Go take ypur meal, shove it up your ass
Call that shit a happy meal
Then agian you going to jail
So better get used to shit up your ass
Cuz your ass is grass in there
In jail, better hope they mail you a file
Then again who would
Your time is up
Would say sorry
But, but, but,.
Fuck sorry
You fucked up
Now they gonna fuck you
Dam bro
Look at your like
Price of shit
You made it to the top
Then agian
You pigy backed Nicky
All the way to the top
Dam, you got a lil dicky
Then worked with Nicky
Now you in prison
Taking dicky, oh
Dam, bro u the real lil dicky
You picky, thats okay Ronald
You ain't gonna be able to see it
When them butches gang up on you, oh
Better hope your fans save you
Oh wait, what fans
Dam, let me know if you can fid em
Fuck it, you got a better chance of them dropping
Than you finding your FANS
SO SORRY BRO
Thought we talked about this
Dam, u must be fucked up in the head
Too much blood going to your head
From giving head
But bro, gotta have fans, to find an
Gotta have balls, for them to drop
Man fuck it
Just end your life
Cuz you honna be in there till your end
Once again your time is up
But that's besides the fact
No one's gonna save you
Bro you out of life's
Out of coins
Ain't like you had a life anyway
Shit, who gives a fuck
Yeah you got lucky
People are idiots
Can't tell good from crap
Rap from cram
Brat from rapper
Crap from rap
So go ahead write your raps
Write about how this guy made you his bitch
Rap about him slapping you around
Fuck it, hear that, hear them voices
Oh wait that just me dissing your ass
Oh!!!!!!!
Here them bells..
From bell boy
To call boy
Fucking rapist
You going strait to hell
That cell ain't your end
Bitch i don't care what they say
Im the rap demon
Bitch I'll see you in hell
Now be a good bitch
Stay in your cell
Cuz that's all you can go
Oh, but that's beside the fact
Who cares
6ix9ine this
6ix9ine that
Bro take you 6ix and 9ine
Shove them both up yor ass
Ain't like no one listens to you
No one dose
Fuck it
You say you rap, right, right
Okay, haha
Hay everyone
This fucking bitch says he can rap
Bro all you do is scream your name
Can't even hear the rest
That's okay
Come out that cell
Bitch I'll put you to rest
You'll never rest in peace, I promise
Fucking mumble rapper
Oh wait, sorry
That's offensive to mumble rapper
Cuz they way better than you
You ain't even good enough
To be mumble rapper
Oh!!!!!


[Verse 2]
Bro you suck
Ain't no way in hell
That your dumb-ass is on my level
Fuck it I'll level your ass
Oh wait, I'll let your boyfriend do that
Hay Ronald
You like mc.Donald's
Well je whats you to try his mcy d
He got them fries for you
He wants you to shake it for him
Hay you more popular in that cell
Than you were famous
But I'll give you this
You can tell the future
Like your song says
Pop pop pop
Shot shot shot
Right up your ass
That's all you be getting
Bitch your time is up
Int even in your prime
Looking like a Gay Ronald McDonald
Oh wait, he's got talent
You don't
Knock, knock
Trick or treat
What bitch wake up
Halloweens over
You can take your fucked up custom off
Oh wait, that's just you
Fucking clown
Turn that frown upside down
So your boyfriend can deliver the happy meal
Fuck it
You probably the one making the MC chickens
Yeah, you be putting the special sauce on them
Cuz that the only thing u good at
Call your self a rapper
You don't know the difference between
Rap and spam
Rap and crap
I'm rap, bitch your spamming your crap
Bout to get the crap slapped back in to you
Oh!!!!#

[Verse 3]
Bro what are you stupid
Sont you get the point of all this
Dam bitch, stuck in your cell
Bet u a snitch, bitch
Must be fucked up in the head
Can get my point
Altho you taking point
In the joint
I'm just smoking joints
You want to smoke a joint
Bitch you choking in the joint
Hears the bottom line
Bitch your fake, like drake
Fucking wannabe rapstar
Oh wait, your not even good enough
To be a fucking wannabe
Dam bro, you suck and swallow
Then you went to jail
Now you literally suck and swallow
Okay, it's okay
Your music inset the only thing sucking
Then again must be used to it by now
You been sucking dick in the b-room
Just to get people to buy your albums
But then again that's just guys
You couldn't any girls
So you raped a 14 year old
Fucking rapist
Hope the lock you up
Bitch you should get 6 to 9 years of hell
Then life in jail
With no fucking bail
Man fuck 6ix9ine
Bitch your times up