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yuno miles diss track - balarke lyrics

[part i]

[intro]
yeah
dun, dun dun dun dun dun, dun dun dun dun
that’s that sh*t
(cxsar)
alright, watch this
yeah

[verse]
yuno miles a b*tch, that n^^^a smell like p*ss
i wouldn’t doubt bro if he said he swindles kids
i’m just playin’, he ain’t got it like edp
i’ma get you from the back ‘til i make you scream
i know he gonna regret dissing me
yeah, pearl harbor, hiroshima
i was at rolling loud, couldn’t see ya’
the ep was sh*t, yeah we need a cleaner
i know for a fact that everyone regrets your features
uh, you black as h*ll
nasty as h*ll
you monke—

[outro]
woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, alright, that was top five worst things i’ve ever done in my life
[part ii]

[intro]
s* s* s* s* s* switch*up
not gonna lie, i think you motherf*ckers really forgot it says rapper/songwriter when you search my name on google
i have no idea why that’s there
uh, yeah, do your research
read about me, boy
yeah, uh

[refrain]
hop in the benz, it got stars in the roof
hop in the benz, it got stars in the roof
hop in the benz, it got stars in the roof
hop in the benz, it got stars in the roof
lean in my sprite, or that sh*t don’t taste right
lean in my sprite, or that sh*t don’t taste right
lean in my sprite, or that sh*t don’t taste right
lean in my sprite, or that sh*t don’t taste right

[verse]
we heard that you snitched on your boy, i just lied
your sh*t is garbage and i won’t say it twice
your homie a r*t*rd, he sound like he schiz’
you’re wearing the mask ‘cause you know you’re a b*tch
at the end of the day, we know it’s all love
you gotta think twice when you dissin’ me, bruh
i’m talking ‘bout lean but i never touched drugs
just realized i’m dirty, i don’t even scrub
my ass
two tone flash
balarke, go get the bag
yuno miles never had the cash
we can tell by the fits, they trash
the shirt and the pants don’t match
the flow and the lyrics is bad
your new ep was trash
your new brand*new song was trash
your diss on me was trash
kinda made me laugh, though
your bank account looking kinda sad, though
your auntie that you dissed in my phone, bro
yeah, i’m hopping out ill, i’m ‘bout to sneeze
the most i’ve seen you spend is on caprese
i’ll have you n^^^as begging on ya’ knees
[outro]
what? wait, wait* wait, not like that, brother
ok, no, but all jokes aside, how the f*ck do you pay 4.6k for food but dress like you would chase me and harass me for 1 dollar 50 cents from backward?
and please do not go on tour, keep that sh*t in your country for the love of god
shoutout to yuno miles, though, bro

- balarke lyrics

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