[Intro: Deji]
Hahaha
Deji x Dax x Crypt
Let's go

[Verse 1: Deji]
JJ, wanna play games?
Wanna snake me, get your friends tryna battle me (Battle me)
Now they wanna bait names
How can a man choose friends over family? (Family)
JJ, we ain't the same
When I start wars, it only brings casualty (Casualty)
Little boy, stay in your lane
I'ma drag you to the ground like gravity
T-T-Talk about me, only negativity
Bringing up girls to ruin credibility
Text my parents to try and get rid of me
How in hell have you not lost dignity?
Like, woah! (Woah)
How could you block your bro? (Bro)
Even blocked your mum and dad too?
How could you be so low? (No way)
Did you know? (What?)
Your friends only there for the dough (Okay!)
Oh no! (What?)
Your friends only there so they blow (No way!)
Yeah, you got the big bucks
Clout got you gassed for a quick fuck
Went and got a girl to lick your arse
Instead of getting your dick sucked (Dick sucked)
You're not a king, your mind is vacant
Need a doctor, I'm running out of patience
'Cause of my vid, you're moving your statements
Next to your girlfriend, hid in the basement
You always say you made me (Huh?)
You always say I'm lazy (No)
But I'm here, on my grind
While you're just killing babies
And how can you attack a man
When you fucked a girl in a caravan?
Your flow is poor and your songs are shit
You're 10 times worse than my camera man
[Verse 2: Jallow & Dax]
You ain't got time for your bro
But you got time for these hoes, oh no (Okay)
Yeah, I'm the guy on the camera
I've got the craziest flows (They're crazy)
The name is Jallow, I'm stealin' the show
I'm takin' it home, now you're beefin' the pros (Yes)
But I'm gonna blow (Yeah), so stop with the gloat (Yeah)
And tell all your fans (Yeah) what's screaming to know (Yeah!)
I'm just an elegant yute
Everyone knows I'm better than you (okay)
Quadeca exposed your irrelevant views
'Cause bro, you're afraid of tellin' the truth (Oh, mad)
I know you think you're awesome
But it's time to take some caution (Stay back)
You baited out Deji for texting those girls
But you're on your fourth abortion (Stay dead)
Spent 100k on a crap track
Still got a draw, now that's that
Instead of sparring or going gym
You're posting strippers on Snapchat (Breasts!)
All my vids, you won't share mine
But now I'm getting the airtime (In the sky!)
Like Malaysia Airlines (Its Dax!)
Nobody's found your hairline!
[Verse 3: Dax]
Pussy ass boy, please excuse my manners
Uncle Tom n***a, you a YouTube cracker
Speak on my name, that's a YouTube dagger
I'm a mainstream n***a, not a YouTube rapper
I was in the trap tryna get my rest
Then I heard you was talking, I was like that's blessed
Got a couple million views of the shit, no stress
Waste time on a pussy ass n***a, say less
Couldn't step up to me
If he do, then it's death to the G
Boy, you better tread carefully (God damn)
Catch L's, like, definitely
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh!
Oh, you a troll
Why the fuck you talking? 'Cause-
Everybody knows
That I went from nothin' to somethin' and started bubblin', bubblin'
And now they paying to see me, and that's facts
Man, I went from cleaning in public to getting money in bunches
So if you hating a n***a, then you wack
Lois called me up the other day and asked me what I was doin'
That's yo' ex-girlfriend, she was practically droolin'
Put that bitch up on her back, I had to toot it and boot it
She a bad lil' bitch, so I cocked it and screwed it!
Dax had the bitch bad on a back
Dax had to put gas on the track
Dax had to put pen to the pad
Just to show n***as how the best would react
KSI, this is not a game
Wanna thank you for the clout, but you still a lame
I don't really give a fuck if you sayin' my name
'Cause it's only gettin' views, multiplyin' fame
N***a, you so trash, so bad
Got yo' body in a toe tag, no cap
Nah, n***a, can't collab', you trash
Couldn't pay me like- d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-
40 racks, 40 racks, 40 racks!
Yeah n***a, that's right
If you had Dax up on ya' song
That shit would probably change yo' life
[Interlude: Crypt]
It's kinda funny
It took a nobody for you to finally rap for once
(It's Crypt!)

[Verse 4: Crypt]
Okay, so now my name's been dropped, and thanks for that
The Crypt been empty since I ripped into Randolph's ass
You wanna step to me? Here's the welcome mat
This fat man gonna eat and, bitch, you a snack
You wanna be Ares? But you barely researched
You the god of war, but I'm the god of rap
Bitch, bow to me until your hairy knees hurt
I'ma make you see how a real god reacts
You wanna rap? Let's fuckin' rap, the beat, pause that
I'ma pick up the pen and rip inside of his ballsack
Slip his epididymis so he can't jizz in a snatch
I'm sorry, Andrew, man, I know that makes you sad
But we can't risk this man killin' another kid
'Cause he can't cover his dick and his pull-out game is trash
And I rap fast 'cause you can't fuckin' do it
You don't like that? Well, time to suffer through it (Fuck you!)
And I'm killin' him, like I'm Kratos
Keep his kids kept in a drain hose (Uh huh)
'Cause he shit at spittin', but he thinks he's sick
'Cause every single Sidemen say so
Icarus, idiot, can't understand the
Idioms, I ink at him
Sucks more than the stiff syringe that they stickin' in
The bitch's snatch to suck out your slipped semen
Ah snap, that's an attack, can you catch where I'm at?
I bet these bars are flying over your head, like a bat
You're an idiot to involve me, I'll implode him
Tryna be like Áres 'cause you fear the Trojans
Can't get on your cock 'cause I'm not Randolph
Cease your brain, like a Cranioclast OP
Have fun tryna handle all these bars that I heave out
Get jabbed by this little prick and bleed out

[Outro: Dax]
Y'all got Deji up
In the studio right now, flew all the way here
From London just to-
Murder ya'!
Hey, Lele Pons
Where you at?