Aye!

Blasting off on all of you fuckers on the rocket like aye!

Trying to bar me on different accounts, you go by five names

 

Tryna roast me, you'd have better luck trying to burn water

I question your motives like a concerned father

 

I'll hand you this L certificate, grab the coupon

Shooters ain't ready, popping shots offa the rooftops

I could end your whole career in probably only two bars

I'll throw a brick at your head, like you was yelling "Hooplah"

 

I know you like my punchlines, I hope you got the reference

After this fucking diss track,your career is irrelevant

New to the game, yet I'm feeling like a veteran

Oh, you got a fan base? Whoops, no one mentioned it

 

I diss you, ha! And then You ghost like a dead horse

Don't ask your chick about me cause my dick made her neck sore

She gave me bomb top when I was wearing some sweat shorts

Real homies veer right, yet you walk into the left door

 

My rhyming makes your mind blown, says its almost decapitation

You weak as fuck, homie, and now you have to face it

Before you come back to me, go through a couple massive changes

Step into the limelight so I can put you back in basements

 

You picked your own battles, and now you have to lose

Claiming you a rapper? Nah, you are just a sad excuse

My raps get you a little high, then let the gas seduce

You into knowing I'm heading the train,you the back caboose

 

Scarier than Freddy Krueger, just without the silver claws

My mouths on fire when I rap, I can feel it in my jaws

Once the flames begin, I watch your rap stance begin to fall

Now the world knows you're garbage, I convinced them all

 

Anytime people wanna diss, I light my torch again

Any real bars spit at me, Ill just absorb it in

Make you hang up your jersey like christmas tree ornaments

Bye bye! Pack your bags, move your ass to oregon

 

Ha ha! And you think this is real diss trackin

You know your boy kurtis up in here been Savage

Hop up on this mic daily, you know I spit magic

Especially when the flow is more explosive than bin laden

 

Any challenger up for it I leave deceased

I wouldn't have it any other way, you gon need defeat

The smartest thing you could do now is retreat at least

Every one of your motherfucking bars is repeating me