Fine
I'm tryna figure out where you getting your pride
You got guys who don't believe in you who stay on your side
Love for Chris and E both are praying that you don't die
But if you really want a battle, then I'd love to oblige
Do you think you are better than C? You need a get ya brain checked
Maim necks just one line really having this lame pressed
Rob in a sexless marriage, only gets laid to rest
Say Enz n I same-sex when you needing this AIDS test
Wait, yes, let's describe your wife is working with poles
She a stripper, guess a Flores really makes guys explode
So in Dallas she breadwinner, she is making the dough
When he just a so n so that nobody there knows
I have a question for you Rob n I need you to explain
Have fifteen hunnid follows that we know that you claim
But under twenty on the cloud, and while I'm new to the game
That's less than me, remind me how you spitting insane
I will put more slashes in him than one of his verses
Multis with zero content doesn't make you a wordsmith
My nina spits way quicker than all of his verses
We riding with this square when we driving his hearse, bitch
You is worthless, we all see right through the facade
Put the deuce up to his mouth like he calling some dogs
There is just silence when he raps, so focus on your kiddies
He'll catch rounds back to back to back like an ellipse
What's wrong with mothafuckas when will they ever learn (yeah)
You played with fire and ya ass had got burned (uh-huh)
Fuckin' with these hollows, one foot is in the grave
I'm givin' Robert somethin' to be afraid of
What's wrong with mothafuckas when will they ever learn (yeah)
You played with fire and ya ass had got burned (uh-huh)
Fuckin' with these hollows, one foot is in the grave
I'm givin' Robert somethin' to be afraid of
You think that we all hate you and you rock with ya soldiers?
Why should I rap with someone that is so mediocre
He wants to draw with me and act like he made me famous
Shot so many pieces off, cops had to go trace him
Why are you faking? Oh, you wanna talk about Mike?
How he was like my dad for some of my life
Bringing up father figures, oh that part of the fight? (Ok)
Well, I'm someone that my father figure actually liked
Mad as fuck his dad doesn't want him, shots ringing out of ya conscience bitch
Dad abandoned you, you're last one that should be talking shit (Haha)
Now you talking crazy recall you was starting shook
Why take a page from squares, bars out of a comic's book
You said a racial slur, had preface but it still wrong
Heard you said they monkeys, dodging barrels, this Donkey Kong
Ya wife textin' other dudes, she wants divorce, she's ready
Should I give the can, sir or the eighth, John Metchie
Know how he responds, he bootlegs Eminem
Like he'll leave Luke gone (GAWNE), know he lie to his friends
Same bad lyrics n quality here we go again
N he'll just claim we biased when I'm getting more spins
But we see how this star bash
Don't bring up the car crash
If he bring it up
It'll air, bag him if he start that
He mad at house, Inscriptia, cuz I joined the right clique
Highlight Format round or copy it, like he did a right click
I know he won't respond, he'll laugh n say he don't care
Make fun of my friends n fam, while his wife see him stare
At his phone, tears are welling up all in his eyes
Cuz for the past however minutes I ain't tell a lie
It only get worse from here, but are we really surprised?
Cuz I refrained from talking dudes who you got in the sky
So tell me little bitch, how you hoping to die
Y'all know he drill, he got three days to reply
What's wrong with mothafuckas when will they ever learn (yeah)
You played with fire and ya ass had got burned (uh-huh)
Fuckin' with these hollows, one foot is in the grave
I'm givin' Robert somethin' to be afraid of
What's wrong with mothafuckas when will they ever learn (yeah)
You played with fire and ya ass had got burned (uh-huh)
Fuckin' with these hollows, one foot is in the grave
I'm givin' Robert somethin' to be afraid of
OH!!! One of your friends said I got you upset. Heheh. Well, how about you show us all what your punk ass is like when you're angry. Bitch. You may wanna check your wife's social media though. You'll find some DMs that could make you more upset than I ever could. Tell me why I got your homies begging me not to diss you, because they saying that you don't know any better. Well here's your lesson. Now you do. I'll give you an extra day cuz I'm feeling so generous (Haha) Lucas!
What's wrong with mothafuckas when will they ever learn (yeah)
You played with fire and ya ass had got burned (uh-huh)
Fuckin' with these hollows, one foot is in the grave
I'm givin' Robert somethin' to be afraid of
What's wrong with mothafuckas when will they ever learn (yeah)
You played with fire and ya ass had got burned (uh-huh)
Fuckin' with these hollows, one foot is in the grave
I'm givin' Robert somethin' to be afraid of
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