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ignorance - oblivious07 lyrics

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[intro]

doo*

*ib a uoy ,gniddik ton m’i hsif

[verse 1]

them superpowers gettin’ neutralized, i can only watch in silence
the type itch member we once knew is lookin’ paranoid and now it’s spiralin’
you’re rappin’ just like a degenerate, every lyric is just distasteful
“come on ob” is that what you told your b*tch when she wasn’t ready to mangle

fabricating stories on the gc cause we f*cked at golden corale
a h0m*, master producer, i can smell the males on you now
you’re not a rap artist, remember type itch? yeah, you should’ve left it
you say you got a girl, but when’s the last time you showed her affection?

i make music that zestify them, you make music that electrify them
i can double down on that line, but i’m in the mine, which makes me a minor
know you a h0m* producer, and make habitual fire too*

[bridge]

but don’t sh*t talk me, and i won’t make a diss on you
woo, woo, woo
woo, woo, woo

fish under the sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea, sea

[verse 2]

fish get out the way, yeah i’m hard okay
epstein island let out a fart okay
know fishy is meetin’ his maker
fella i’m makin you a graveyard okay
got yo’ ava and lexi all in your house
like you a fat lard okay

campground
made his homeboys and them type sell they soul okay
fish wanna see my demon, till he get l!cked by me all day
and i might do this at a show one day
once insane, always insane
oh you thought the money, beats, or fame would make you go away?

have you ever played, have you ever? okay fishy let’s play
have you ever done rj foul, just because of his race
have you ever took 500 thou’ like all on your face
well i have not done both, that’s proof that i’m straight
certified hood fapper talk about cum
then fishy’s soul die, he think this for fun
then hop online like “your music is sh*tty”
he fakin’ for likes and digital hugs

his daddy got fillers, he wanna be junior
he must’ve forgot the sh*t that he’d done
dementia must run in his family but just a reminder fishy
i’ve already won

you got a lot in common with drake
zuzmie had told me to phrase it this way
i didn’t say it clear enough
today i show you i learn from those mistakes

somebody had told me that you got a ring?
on god i’m ready to double the wage
i’d rather do that then let a canadian fishy make lec turn in his grave

cutthroat business, fish can i fit it? what is it the states?
i hurt your feelings, you don’t wanna work with me no more? okay
there’s 3 goats left and i see 2 of ’em grindin’ and wastin’ on games
i love ’em to death, and in 8 bars i’ll explain that phrase, huh

yvon’s bronze, you can’t sell me, huh
zuzmie got me feelin’ like r. kelly, huh
you know your p*b*s are hairier, huh
don’t show just tell me, huh
yeah lec and big t know something’s fishy
or is he just heavy?
i pray igor my boyfriend
if not i’m ynw melly
yeah i don’t like you poppin’ sh*t at bri for her i inherit the beef
yeah f*ck all of that pushin’ p, lemme see you push a d
you better off spinnin’ again on her, ‘fore you think about pushin’ me
you’re charlie brown i’m charlie manson yeah i’m whoopin’ feet

“we ain’t gotta get personal, this a friendly fade” ain’t that what you say?
i know some sh*t about fishy’s that make toon gon’ look like a saint
you prolly use your girl, i bet she listens to “the greatest”
me and you are just love and hate, now lemme say i’m the biggest hater

i hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, kinda like the way you dress
i hate the way that you talk sh*t, we coulda made live & erect
we’re sorry for the women you f*ck cause they coulda been real women
and notice i said we, it’s not just me, i’m what type itch feelin

how many more fairytale stories ’bout your life ’til we had enough
stop acting like you’re all big cause you’re really not big and tough
i like fish with the melodies, i don’t like fish when he fights rough
you gon’ make o.b give a f*ck, lemme see if lexi real crash somethin

yeah my first one like my last one, its a classic, u don’t have one
all of type itch is wondering where you get these supposed abs from
gps* what’s the last one baow, baow, baow, crashed one
who the h*ll is noah bay and how is he worse than daft punk
church member?

ayy, big t who the f*ck he think he playin with?
big portions is your middle name when you see that canes b*tch
i’m allergic to the lame sh*t, stop being ignoramous
ava can’t give you no swag neither, i don’t give a f*ck ’bout who you hang with

i hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk, kinda like the way you dress
when ava leaves don’t pretend to be depressed
you know we got some sh*t to address
i even hate when you say the word* but that’s just me i guess
some sh*t just cringeworthy, it ain’t even gotta be deep i guess

still love when you see success, everything with me is bless
don’t make a diss back, ’til then there won’t be a threat
i’m knowin’ they call you the boy, but where is the man cause i ain’t seen him yet
matter fact, i ain’t even bleed him yet, can i bleed him? bet

you went on omegle and managed to fumble two “big bad b*tches”
ask them to show their body after you would just sit there and flirt with ’em
lets speak on percentage, every girl you’ve been with has been used
i was told that by a fishy, that was told by that fishy, that said he was told by that fishy

used to be “by my side” like that record
oh what, n0body liked that record?
“one more time” i liked that record
imma get back to that, for the record

why would i call around tryna get dirt on fishy
yall thinkin my life is that?
ask type itch, i got a girl to hang with
but i can see you don’t know nothin bout that

takin her out
know nothin’ bout that
every single day
know nothin’ bout that
comforting her since we’re still growing day by day
know nothin’ bout that
treatin’ with morales, respect, bein’ a citizen, listen man
you don’t know nothin’ bout that
speakin’ the truth your omegle days are still lingerin’
you ain’t know nothin’ bout that

ain’t 20v1 it’s a 1v20 if type itch gon’ stand with you
yeah bring ’em out too, i’ll clear ’em out too
tell yvon that they better stay right with you

am i battlin’ ghost or ai, your insults are foreseen
fishy i hope you just d.i, had beef with me since i was sixteen

i just put fishy in his “coffeen”
yeah fishy’s fellas is d*ck riders
tell ’em run to america, they imitate heritage, they can’t imitate this violence
what i learned is fishy dont like the east coast
and i’m fine with it i’ll push the line with it
pick fishy off one at a time with it
we can be on an hour time difference

dont speak on my family, brodie
it will get deep in my family, brodie
talk sh*t on me and my family, brodie?
someone gon’ bleed in your family, brodie
you prolly be at mickey d’s eating nugs with sweet n sour sauce, brodie
jokes got me cheesin’ fam
we can do this right now on camera, brodie

ayy, f*ck you fishy
i don’t trust you fishy
i wave one finger and thump you fishy
like mmm

field goal punt you fishy
they punk you fishy
somebody should take yo food

whoever that’s f*ckin’ with him
f*ck you fishes and f*ck the friend group too
if you make a diss, i’ll take it further
psst, that’s somethin’ you don’t wanna do

ooo

we don’t wanna hear you say p. diddy no more
we don’t wanna hear you say p. diddy no mo*
cum

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