D1 Yapper (Tewsly Diss)

You ain’t no rizzler, should be embarrased, now tell me who lives in Paris

Eloped with a beta male, now that’s a goofy ahh marriage

Boi, you’re cooked, fake gangsta, that’s a bing chilling crook

You never get rizzed up, boi, I know you scared to goon

Baby gronk and Kai Cenat rizzed and fucked up everybody’s

Peace, by creating this beta, boi wanna clout chase

Too bad I got W rizz but you ain’t even with me

I like ya cut G, time to hit the griddy

Ay, this goofy ahh beta has been cappin’

Finna get fanum taxed, and it’s cause you a mid rappa

You a capaholic, you also a yapaholic

You yap a lot, just put the fries in the bag, I be moggin’

You not locked in, watch too much Kai Cenat and social media

Forget about catching a dub in school, you use Wikipedia

Chat, is this guy serious, bro is the CEO of Ohio

You taking an L, boi, stay the fuck away from my dough

Always saying "yes daddy" to every Discord mod like it’s his mission

Desperate for some recognition like a weak premonition

Of someone trying to manifest a cringe superstition

Sipping sad iced tea cause of his unfulfilled ambitions

Rizz game weaker than a pigeon

And you got no wings to go with all that thunder

Couldn’t pull a feather in a hurricane's underbelly if he tried to plunder

Mid rizz got him stuck in a permanent state of blunder

Mogging this bozo, he in smoke from the Pop-Tart he burnt this morning

He ain't built for the fire or the roasting I'm scoring

Flow slicker than butter, mad cause his hoe’s gyatt game is boring

Fumbling the bag, boi, you a toddler with a greased balloon

Don’t act like you winning, all bro wanna do is goon

Tryna do a lap on Rainbow Road while eating soup with a broken spoon

Got rizz straight out of YouTube’s archives

While eating ramen and microwaved fries

Sad existence, degredation kink, it gives you a high

I know you drooling over photoshopped screens

Sipping fake lean like it's grape Kool-Aid with no real means

Boi tryna stand tough, got gay men tryna rizz this man up

You know that this beta be giving handjobs, he all gooned up

I’m like Kai Cenat, you gobble more cocks than Livvy Dunne

You mid and a beta, you got no rizz so you can’t get gyatts

You sped, this goofy ahh prolly live in a trailer with baby gronk

And you don’t know it but I’m actually goated with the sauce

Boi, I ain’t getting edged by you or any of your fellow chumps

Yo boi is Quandale Dingle, and he an opp, gonna get outmogged

Fuck a rizz, no cap you go fanum tax down in Ohio

IShowSpeed gay ass tried to rizz you up, you got L rizz say it proudly

Boi a fool, he went to the backrooms, thought it was a school

Talking about dubs but you always catch Ls, no aura, boi, you sell

Your life story sounds like a collection of sad tell-tales

You ain't even a threat on my radar, yo swagger absent

Boi, why ain’t yo debts getting met?

Style outdated like a broken cassette

Mid beta forming dogwater opposition, I’ll mog ya, bro

I’m more goated, you just mid with no aura

Who let bro cook, now that’s a D1 yapper

Quit acting like you got rizz, we know you a capper

Gay as shit, yo gyatt is sweaty, fanum tax and you ain’t ready

Boi, you trapped in here with me, this is Five Nights At Freddy’s

Got more green than Mr. Beast, you out here botching the griddy

You a twink, gay men are the people you be out here rizzing

Imposter alert, that’s a sussy baka, lemme point out

Crying because yo daddy Aiden Ross won’t come out

Boi think he raw, we know his gyatt game soft as a soggy pillow

He like fanum tax when he trying to dodge the bill though

Failing tests, brainwaves nullified by his own mental landfill, bro