owys - yrkhampx lyrics
man ricco turn that lame ass sh*t off
aye look see im finna get real disrespectful on this shti
(lb dissin hook what you gon do about it n*gga)
man tried to k!ll himself about a b*tch because she left em
aye look i ain’t gonna do no talking imma let baby moe tell him wassup on my mama
**baby moe message**
this n*gga never caught a body
he never shot n0body
he never be in the 4
he claim sh*t he never been in
n*gga said he got multiple bodies
(hook)
if i slide where you stay what you gon do
run to police like you did with that old dudе
man you know you dont stay with that pole dude
zekе i remember the old you
(1st verse)
played me like a hoe cause i won’t call you back
man you act like a b*tch got a heart of a rat
i heard your last diss and that sh*t really wack
if i slide where you stay then you know where im at
might let your b*tch eat me up like a edible
f*ck famous zeke man he not on my pedestal
run with the clout and the views im ahead of you
get you a bag famous zeke what you better do
you and triple 6 really riding my wave keep blowing my phone man you n*ggas is g*y
f*ck 4bn kicked they ass out the way if you diss 903
then he d***** today
if you keep tryna play make yo ass disappear
like yo dead beat dad did when you was born
r***** two0ne666 then you know that we scoring
you think that he hard but he raised on a farm
see my n*ggas slide on 4bn
heard you dissin on the records if i catch *** *** **** ***** *****
famous zeke just hit my phone wanna be cool but i ain’t making friends
you put yo momma on the phone man f*** that b**** she gon get played again
aye trpkvg really kind of g*y won’t say f*ck him cause he might take it in
(2nd verse no trey6)
wait hold up im talking my sh*t
destiny ugly and built like a stick
moe rolled up and you told like a snitch
how you a blood but you cried a b*tch
zeke you a hoe i mean it for real
hop off the gram with that fake ass grill
when i see 3 he get ****** like a pill
bet i won’t say sh*t and my lips be sealed
lil zeke you my son i could never ignore you
get off my d*ck that go to latoya
flexing them grills that look like some foil
***** gotta **** he gon get paranoia
and go tell yo crew bout it
vro dissing hook what the f*ck you gonna do bout it
and you already knew bout it
when i catch famous zeke boy i swear thats a new ****
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