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verto diss - praisefrostii lyrics

[intro]
(run that up rico)
nah, this man ain’t ready for this
(gdrah, gdrah)
(gdrah, gdrah, gdrah)

[verse 1: praisefrostii]
b*b*tch, i’ll leave yo’ ass bodied (bodied)
make you sing like la*di*da*di*da*di (da*di)
d*d*decay yo’ ass, like where yo’ f*ckin’ body
pop*pop then i drop, i drive off in a masi’
imma get a new f*ckin’ ferrari
your*your girl done left you for a f*ckin’ body (body)
pull up to women, trynna get naughty (naughty)
but we shootin’ all up at ya’ body (body)
[verse 2: praisefrostii]
now lets talk about your f*ckin’ texts (ya’ texts)
trynna get ya’ ex to have s*x
f*ck*f*ckin’ a trans’ girl, like what is next? (what is next?)
you need to stop actin’ so depressed (pressed)
‘cuz we can get real f*ckin’ pressed (so pressed)
that nerf vest don’t fit ya’ chest (it don’t)
we gonna lay your little ass to rest (what?)
and after this diss, you’re gonna be a mess (what, what?)

[verse 3: praisefrostii]
but i think it’s kind of g*y, the way you pulled up wearin’ makeup (makeup?)
and*and your b*tch got stolen by a curly headed jacob (not jacob)
you got to get ya’ cake up
we gonna leave you shaked up
i don’t think you liked the way that you and tsu had to break up (oh nah)
but i guess we call it “fake love”
i’m ballin’ like a laker
no reason for a vest if we just shootin’ from the neck up (bow, bow)
we flockin’ with our sets up
frostii gone be next up
verto on the low, he need to go and get his rest up (go to sleep)

[verse 4: weluvvinny]
and i know about your ex mans (mans)
how the h*ll you f*ck a trans? (trans)
how much you wanna bet you get slapped with a d*ck when you pulled down her pants? (that’s tough)
think yo’ sh*t good, act like you the best
but yo’ music is ass, just like your ex (yo’ ex)
how the h*ll you finna get wit’ my ex, but then you get mad when she don’t send a text?
[verse 5: weluvvinny]
now verto, you know i’m your bro (your bro)
but you act like a real f*ckin’ hoe (f*ckin’ hoe)
how the h*ll you said you gone drop a diss on frostii, c’mon n*gga, you slow (slow)
you know lil’ frostii on top
his*his*his music a real f*ckin’ bop (it’s a bop)
how the h*ll yo’ ex say yo’ sh*t was small when you whipped out your motherf*ckin’ c*ck?

[verse 6: weluvvinny]
steady thinkin’ your music is good
let’s be real, you ain’t finna make it out the hood
i ain’t f*ck on your ex, but i could (but i could)
how the h*ll you walk into school wit’ morning wood?
“meet me at the park at six” (six)
so what? so you could suck everyone’s d*ck
you probably spit all on the tip (all on the tip)
1v1 you, i won’t have to go and call my clique

[outro]
(run that up rico)

- praisefrostii lyrics

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