[Intro]
You look like a damn fool dog
Im 5'6 guys, not 5'2

YungStove Cookin' On The Track Boi

Yeah

Reacted to my diss
Your reply will be shit
Like every girl you’ve ever loved
Blocked you, dismissed
Now im fuckin pissed
I called it Han Solo cuz I shot first
But when you reacted you thought I bursted
Out and complimented
Your head is dented
Lemme say it slow so you can understand it
Cuz your brain can't comprehend it
You wanna go to seton hill
Im sure you need skill
Why you beefin with Brownsville
Ay
All my rhymes were pretty ill
Ay
Thought I said not to get in my way
Ay
Got you thinking another day
Ay
You fuck fat whores
While I mine phat ores
(steve hurt sound)
Learn about irony
Im too tired to see
Another retard tryna diss me
I know youre pissy but missy
Put down the keys to your poniac
Waited 8 months for that?
Seton hill, zero skill
They don’t want you never will
Wear headbands to look chill
All the girls you got from Cole
Just like your jennette goal
Youre always second to Dillon
All these fat chicks you drillin
On twitch you be chillin
Don’t come at me you fuck
All these feet you prolly suck
Got my ex in your dms hey that’s great
Got another hoe to scare away
Im a lyrical mastermind
Youll come to find
You don’t have the time
To find a rhyme
Ive already won
Stop trying youll just end up dying
And crying
I ain't buying your shit
Youre just lying
About everything you say
Bitch