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k.o.p diss - bryson chapman lyrics

mothaf-cka i got water on my wrist, you can call that sh-t hydro
ima light another track on fire b-tch call that sh-t pyro

[verse]

get 20 thousand when i brush my t–th
i walk around the house screeming f-ck kop
yall n-ggas dissing say yall better than me
well n-gga ima come up with a diss and we gon see
yall be hating but i love that sh-t
i get the brand new car, get the brand new whip
but then my girl got -ss with some big ol t-ts
and ima come through with a diss you act like a b-tch
and i get dissed
and i feel like the sh-t
and i dont care cause i still feel like the sh-t
and i got the new drip
dont care cause yall n-ggas are sh-t (uh!)
k.o.p you broke as f-ck
i see you in your music video you throwing ones
and bubba f-ckin suck
k.o.p sucks
and j. mic (huh) what the f-ck

why you always saying you gon’ get it cracken but you never get it cracken

i got the money in the mother f-ckin pocket n-gga we gon see who laughing

and if the next n-gga gonna talk sh-t ima mother f-cking slap him
and ima pull up with the mother f-cking clock n-gga you gon see me blast it
you can call me the president the way my rolly be gliding
ima k!ll another rapper but where am i gonna hide ya
my rolly been dripping it looking like im a hydrant
and you got a fake belt but n-gga well keep it silent
and you say that you a shooter but n-gga just dont get violent
and you tryna diss me but n-gga you never tried it
and im water whipping up inside the kitchen but let me repeat it for you cause thats what you gonna do in the next mixtape now godd-mn
water whippin in the kitchen im working
see you on my ig n-gga you lurking
i got bands and i afraid to walk
pull up whip it then i get my glock
if she love me then she get my c-ck
whip it out then i flip my rock ]
hold up n-gga look at my walk

mothaf-cka i got water on my wrist, you can call that sh-t hydro
ima light another track on fire b-tch call that sh-t pyro
and ima eat another rapper make him dead yall can call my -ss psycho
and you a fake -ss b-tch as far as i know

- bryson chapman lyrics

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