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load of bunk - wealthmasta lyrics

p*ssy wants the smoke, thought you conceded but now you wanna spark this sh*t up again
ashes puffin’ in, f*ckin up your skin which is puckered and bubblin, then your lungs begin
strugglin,’ you’re havin’ trouble walking, the weight of the heat is crushin ya
and your body’s bucklin under it, but it won’t be a fast end, b*tch i ain’t done with ya
yeah, i’m flaming yo ass, our last battle was the tinder and n0body wanted to swipe right
so now you acting catty, yeah, this sneaky feline bites, it’s something he might try
good thing i don’t have a blind side, since everybody with eyesight was on my side
cause i spit facts about you, so quit tryna blame it on highlights or how i typе
b*tch you didn’t lose because of your formatting, you lost bеcause i’m greater
although i’m sure typing like schizo didn’t do you any favors
i ain’t one of those nerds who gives a f*ck about commas or punctuation
or colons, but i could’ve sworn that carlos is what your name is
like a subway taker, because when it comes to writing you need a trainer
cause you been tripping all day, what were you laced with? you gon be exterminated
b*tch i’m the devastator, yeah, middle name’s f*cking “danger,” p*ssy i came with a vapor*
*izer, i aim for this traitor like see ya later ya hater, i turn this place to a wasteland
after i spray all these lasers which’ll create big ol craters with edges frayed like burnt paper
cause i’m a motherf*ckin’ problem, and i ain’t talking bout an equation
yeah, b*tch i never said you couldn’t rap, what i said were truthful statements, g
like how you’ve never won a f*cking battle, and how you ain’t top 3
living in a world of make*believe when you’re saying things like “i reign supreme”
b*tch the only thing you reign over is c*ck, you the chairman, so take a seat
cause i know yo assets getting conquered, you got 7 inches of d*ck and they’re not yours
in fact, i bet you like taking it even larger, cause you’re always b*tthurt, b*tch you a squatter
you know you don’t belong, your whole shtick is f*cking around and getting slaughtered
hide from me and you’ll end up in hot water, dial the rappad ice on yo ass when i spot ya
and you won’t be missed, yo queen’ll be beamin’ because now she has freedom
from this pathetic cretin, b*tch you got no class, that’s why she be cheatin’
like her last name was weasley, call it getting expelled, but only cause you a bad teacher
a strong man capable of caring for her, yeah, that’s what she be needin’
so when your b*tch laid eyes on me she just slipped her gown right off
i railed her, she complained about your shrimp to me while i plowed that thot
so quit lying, you were scared to add me as a feature, you a coward, dawg
cause the only “minor” part of your diss was when you talked about your dong
and calling me a p*ssy is load of bunk, i didn’t chicken out, like i already told you bruh
x factor stopped me from rolling up, but don’t act like you were planning on showing up
you’d be too scared to throw one punch, you’d cry for your mommy as i fold you up
then watch as i go and f*ck yo b*tch, cause like an empty asylum, you don’t own the nuts
dumbest motherf*cker on this website, come here and claim your gold medal
shoulda stuck to battling those r*t*rds addotty and corrupt, cause you ain’t on my level
(outro)
yeah crispy, f*ck off

- wealthmasta lyrics

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