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nail in the coffin [diss remix] - gxwatts lyrics

[intro]
this motherf*cka still talkin?
you know what, f*ck it
i don’t give a f*ck
put the nail in the coffin b*tch

[hook]
you don’t wanna f*ck with this
i don’t wanna hurt no feelins
but if it led to this in the end
i guess it’s time for you to put down the pen (it’s over)
[verse]
i’d like to say h*llo
to the new benzino
who is claiming hoova
and is a zero
always staying high
like its a major c note
always making beats
like i was his hero
little f*ggot b*tch
always talkin f*ckin sh*t
but never pulled up with
no motherf*ckin bl!ck
yeah, you better shoot at me
bust at me quick
b*tch my aim sick
yeah, i never miss
how you rob a plug
and get out in a week?
p*ssy ass boy
everyone knows that you’re weak
all you had to do
was snitch on your homie
evеrybody knows
that you’re a f*ckin phony
p*ssy, chump, punk
yeah, give mе a 1v1
i guarantee that
i’ll f*ck you up
don’t you remember
what happened with lil don?
when he ran up on me
in a motherf*ckin 2v1?
i held my own
and still f*cked him up
had to split his wig, yeah
you know what it is
izzy you ain’t nothing but a lil f*ckin’ b*tch
i could pull up on ya, and i’ll put you in a ditch
yeah you know you ain’t about it, quit claimin crip
in a 1v1, your ass would be whipped
i bet you was p*ssed when you heard restinp*ss
oh you better know that i’m really f*ckin with it b*tch
why you always actin funny
when you know you owe me money
quit f*ckin’ running before sh*t gets bl**dy
don’t you remember when i had to split yo wig?
oh yeah b*tch, you were leakin like a b*tch
closet f*ckin f*gs, always riding d*ck
riding on my wave, just sneak dissing my name
inside of this game, you will never see fame
from all the racist mixtapes that you have made
b*tch it’s disgusting, it reeks of self*hate
with music like this, do you hate your race?
do i have to read the title straight from the top?
this sh*t was made by an uncle tom
i’d like to introduce you to j. f*ckin’ kelly
he loves children p*ssy, says it tastes like jelly
none of yall b*tches are even f*ckin’ ready
if you run up on me, i’m always steady
go ahead and test your luck
imma get your skull bust
i don’t give a f*ck
even if you got your gun tucked
b*tch, i keep my switchblade
so i can cut you up
p*ssy ass boy
yeah you better know you’re f*ckin up
what you know about being bullied half your life?
oh yeah, i forgot, b*tch you’re not white
b*tch, you a p*ssy without your gun
you can’t win no 1v1
that’s why you work with a group you punk
what the f*ck you gonna do, you little runt?
stupid f*ckin’ punk, you better pull up
i’d drop the addy, but you’d never show up
[hook]
you don’t wanna f*ck with this
i don’t wanna hurt no feelins
but if it led to this in the end
i guess it’s time for you to put down the pen (it’s over)

- gxwatts lyrics

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