sworded exo diss

Introducing rob, aka swordedstylez faggot slob on my knob

Do it with a great smile, it's corn to your cob diamond dobb

Fuck your sob story pussy I still ain't buying

Clean up your rag bitch or quit crying you'll never be diamond

Like them dread locks cramp your style dude quit trying

Pussy got ya cock blocked, so it's got ya ass lying

So mow it with blades of grass I ain't scared of a baby lion

But you a liar with a career with a flat tire

Bitch boy for hire, I said bb faggot still gonna cease fire?

Your too old retire, washed up like Jon crier

Exo you couldn't boom bap calling ya whack texting rap

Get ya facts straight ho you ain't a threat to the throne

You ain't even spit a real flow, better change up that tone

You a fake like your butt buddy smooth, ya got no groove

Bitch make another move, invite ya whole crew

Fuck they gonna do? Write me to death? Send me a letter?

Titled "desperate measure" how's that for your art header?

Another bitch boy major claiming he ain't another minor

You just a "tongue biter" cats got it, you choking from the pressure

Spit it out bitch, go ahead get on the mic and kill me dead

You just a text head, make another excuse instead

You only catch a flow when you fuck your bitch on red

Your arts mislead, pussy a canvas for your tiny brush

Minute man what's the rush? Fuck your little flush

Fuck your smooth man crush, bitch just hush

Til you spit you like a cripple without a fucking crutch

Your little texts don't mean much

It's just the twisted truth, and I'm fucking rutha-less

Hold the press, this bitch ain't ever getting in the booth

Your wortha-less, hang yourself Ina noose

Exo you wanna audio battle me I'll hit ya ass with a k-o

And rob, you just a lame ass power tripping mod

All over delinquents little rod you fucking music fraud