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push ups (lil edwxrds diss) - zeltrxnmusic lyrics

ayy
i could never be n0body number*one fan
the first diss track, i went and sent that to ya friend
you p*ssies can’t get booked outside america for nan’
but you out in texas cuz you dig in a man
he’s the d*cktaker y’all depend on
backstage in the city, he got friendzoned
you won’t ever take no chain off of us
how the f*ck you big*steppin’ with a size seven men’s on?
this the bark with the bite, n*gga, what’s up?
i know my picture on the wall when you cooked up
scamming n*gga, whole career, you ass been shook up
‘causе x told you, “drop and give me 50, ” like somе push*ups, huh
your last one bricked, you runnin outta sh*t
they make excuses for you ’cause they hate to see me win
pull your contract ’cause we gotta see the split
the way you doin’ splits, n*gga, your pants might rip
you better suck his motherf*ckin’ d*ck inside the bity
ya label mates need a verse, you better make it witty
then we need a verse for the xtc
label say drop, you better drop and give ’em 50
pipsqueak, pipe down
you ain’t even the best n*gga, jaspal got you wiped down, gstar got you wiped down, sleepy got you wiped down
sit down, boy, cuz you in the scope right now
and you done felt the aftermath of what i write down
i’m at the top of the mountain, so you tight now
just to have this talk with your ass, i had to hike down
big difference ‘tween zel then and zel now
what the f*ck is this, a g*y v straight, n*gga?
what’s a king to a fish? you took the bait, n*gga
get more love from the b*tches that you flip, n*gga
edward, shut your ho ass up and eat some d*ck, n*gga
yeah, i’m a f*ckin god, i’m the frontrunner
y’all n*gga manager was agam’s lil’ dumb puppet
claim to be straight and you ain’t even come from it
and when you boys got girls, man y’all had to run from em
d*ck blowin’ he get bread, out here trickin’ (out here trickin’)
sh*t we do for b*tches, he doin’ for n*ggas (what the f*ck?)
yea man that sh*t wicked, wicked, wicked (wicked, wicked)
’round men like you tryna f*ck, boy, you trippin’, boy, you trippin’
zel gone act like chip ‘n dale, probably got ya sis chanel
i know ya label “xtc”, that sh*t gone rust up like a nail
tryna be people that you not, boy y’all dumb as h*ll
sh*t would probably change if you knew your n*ggas snitch and tell
hugs and kisses, man, don’t tell me ’bout no switches
i’ll be rockin’ every f*ckin’ chain i own next visit, ayy
y’all n*ggas copy n*ggas like destroy lonely
x say drop, your little midget ass better f*ckin’
ayy, better drop and give me 50, ayy
drop and give me 50, drop and give me 50, ayy
n*ggas really got me out here talkin’ like i’m trippin, ayy
n*ggas really got me out here rappin’ bout they business
ask about relationships and you say that “it’s complicated”
but it’s really not you just a dl bro you not faking
every song he make get shot down by my disses
spend that lil’ check you got and stay up out my business
n*gga think he a hooper so he bustin’ out the griddy
we know why you mad, n*gga, i ain’t even trippin’
all that lil’ heartbroken sh*t that sh*t for b*tches
this for all the top dogs, drop and give me 50
and that f*ckin’ song i dropped did not start the beef with us
this sh*t been brewin’ in a pot, now i’m heatin’ up
i don’t care what y’all think, that rage sh*t was weak as f*ck
zeltrxn trippin’, he is not f*ckin’ easin’ up
n*gga callin’ agam to see if he really wanna peace it up
“agam, wanna peace it up? agam, wanna peace it up?”
nah, n*gga, he ain’t in this, i’m the one you need to up
you done rolled deep to this, it’s not f*ckin’ deep enough
beggin’ at agam, boy, you not f*ckin’ beatin’ us
numbers*wise, i’m out of here, you not f*ckin’ creepin’ up
money*wise, i’m out of here, you not f*ckin’ sneakin’ up
cornball, i know you f*ckin tired of me being up
but i’ma let ya n*ggas work it out because i seen enough
this ain’t even everything i know, don’t wake this demon up
and i know you got an affiliate, boy y’all struggle at keepin up
drop and give me 50, all you f*ck n*ggas teamin’ up
drop, drop, drop, drop, send the mob to the spot
oh, boy you better drop that motherf*cking ep

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