Disstrack - Lyrics

fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

We gotta get back to what really matters

Ravishing, Rick Rude of rappin you bastards

Whole time, a little more girls

Don't call it a comeback, I been here for years

She likes the way it hits her lips

She say that she bussin

When she really jerkin' off nuttin'

This private property posted so I'm bussin clips

Golf Wang kill them all nigga, triple six

(Six minutes, six minutes)

Got stretch marks like she got four kids

You can hear it in my lyrics

The .45 for you bitches with nine lives

killin innocent lives like abortions

momma couldn't afford #abortions now you guess who's just an #orphan.

left her to fuck your momma

now i'm leavin clips at your doorsteps from my choppa.