Smiley In a New Dress
[Intro: Will]
Trap god nick on the come up
[Hook: Nick Mohan]
N***a why you acting like a ho
Your flow wack as fuck you ain't selling out shows
N my n***a I ain't gon waste my time
If you gon make a song boy at least make it rhyme, N***a
[Verse 1: Nick Mohan]
First things first you ain't hardly famous
I use your whole soundcloud to just to wipe my anus
My flow is explosive your flow is atrocious
When it comes to spittin flows im a shark in the ocean
How you chargin 25 for a verse when your flow is the worst
Meanwhile, My flow so sick i should go see the nurse
And yo flow need help you should got see the church, uh
You ain't a leader nobody follwed you, you was never shit
Your mother shouldve swallowed you lemme tell you Right now your rhymes are fake
And your whole style n***a just sweet like cake
How u fuckin bitches but you ain't got no hoes
With your weak ass flow everbody knows
How gon say you are a fuckin boss
When you posting up shoes that you got from Ross
Nobody likes Biz Crazy no matter what you gon
Say back it won't even faze me, boy you ain't
Rappin like a fuckin poet
When you say you gettin money but you can't show it
U know i got a pimp game like slick rick
Ima bout to send yo girlfriend a dick pick
Big body flow just like rozay
And i just to your bitch to Chipotle
[Hook: Nick Mohan]
N***a why you actin like a ho
Your flow wack as fuck you ain't sellin out shows
And my n***a ain't gon waste my time
Your raps so bad it should really crime , uh
[Verse 2: Nick Mohan]
Song called Smiley In a New Dress
Boy stop talking bitch you ain't blessed
Im the head of the bosses im the head
Of the office and stupid ass bitch
Your a fucking novice when i step into
The booth its a fire hazard when it
Comes to making diss tracks im the fucking master
I ain't even gon listen to your diss track
Cuz everbody knows that your shit wack
You dissing me thats a mix match
Cuz your about to get your shit slapped
Your flow so garbage i can smell the stench
How you play for taravella but you ride the bench
So fuck you and the clique you claim
Cuz your gay ass prolly suck dick for fame
Im the best rapper in the fucking game ha you know it
Ha you know it
Trap god nick on the come up
[Hook: Nick Mohan]
N***a why you acting like a ho
Your flow wack as fuck you ain't selling out shows
N my n***a I ain't gon waste my time
If you gon make a song boy at least make it rhyme, N***a
[Verse 1: Nick Mohan]
First things first you ain't hardly famous
I use your whole soundcloud to just to wipe my anus
My flow is explosive your flow is atrocious
When it comes to spittin flows im a shark in the ocean
How you chargin 25 for a verse when your flow is the worst
Meanwhile, My flow so sick i should go see the nurse
And yo flow need help you should got see the church, uh
You ain't a leader nobody follwed you, you was never shit
Your mother shouldve swallowed you lemme tell you Right now your rhymes are fake
And your whole style n***a just sweet like cake
How u fuckin bitches but you ain't got no hoes
With your weak ass flow everbody knows
How gon say you are a fuckin boss
When you posting up shoes that you got from Ross
Nobody likes Biz Crazy no matter what you gon
Say back it won't even faze me, boy you ain't
Rappin like a fuckin poet
When you say you gettin money but you can't show it
U know i got a pimp game like slick rick
Ima bout to send yo girlfriend a dick pick
Big body flow just like rozay
And i just to your bitch to Chipotle
[Hook: Nick Mohan]
N***a why you actin like a ho
Your flow wack as fuck you ain't sellin out shows
And my n***a ain't gon waste my time
Your raps so bad it should really crime , uh
[Verse 2: Nick Mohan]
Song called Smiley In a New Dress
Boy stop talking bitch you ain't blessed
Im the head of the bosses im the head
Of the office and stupid ass bitch
Your a fucking novice when i step into
The booth its a fire hazard when it
Comes to making diss tracks im the fucking master
I ain't even gon listen to your diss track
Cuz everbody knows that your shit wack
You dissing me thats a mix match
Cuz your about to get your shit slapped
Your flow so garbage i can smell the stench
How you play for taravella but you ride the bench
So fuck you and the clique you claim
Cuz your gay ass prolly suck dick for fame
Im the best rapper in the fucking game ha you know it
Ha you know it