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letra de bowling alley diss - chronkbonk

[intro: goofy ahh boy]
f-ck you p-ssy b-tches you know where i stay
where im at how i play please spin
but you can’t spin back (why)
i’ll tell you why in a second hol on gang
lemme talk my sh-t real quick
ay ay
ay ay

[verse 1: goofy ahh boy]
aye aye
at the bowling alley you know where the f-ck im at b-tch (stupid)
you’re real name is charlie seen you pull up in a harley (p-ssy)
look up at the sky and you see that it is starry (p-ssy)
big ass f-ckin choppa and a small ass f-ckin glocky (straight up)
f-ck this bowling alley and f-ck you to the parking lot (21)
small dik was just vibing then he sprained his f-ckin wrist (straight up)
bowling alleys fault because they are some oppies (p-ssy)
praying for his wrists but until its healed b-tch im p-ssed
[interlude: goofy ahh boy]
man i’m telling you bro
until it’s f-ckin healed bro
i’m p-ssed at you mothеrf-ckers
i don’t give a f-ck if you’re a bowling allеy
i don’t care if you’re a f-ckin
multi million dollar company bro
i’m p-ssed at you
because you the one causing this sh-t bro
i don’t care
on gang sh-t bro i don’t give a f-ck man
aight
i’m gonna go onto verse two now

[verse 2: goofy ahh boy]
smokin big bowling alley pack after this diss (straight up)
nuking the parking lot too then going back to my classes (straight up)
with no glasses or hall passes (p-ssy)
hold on hold on hold on i lost my lyrics for this last bit (21, 21)
i don’t give a f-ck cuz you look like a bassist (straight up)
when you run up on me my diamonds they be flashing (straight up)
send all your employees they be defaced like some fascists (p-ssy)
pulled up to the stu at 1 am for a session (straight up)
high up in the function like a vamp no reflection (21)
b-tterfly doors installed in the honda (21)
ceo of the parking lot look like stevie wonder (straight up)
is that offensive to him okay i wonder (21)
he has some fairly odd parents no wonda (p-ssy)
i just k!lled a bowling alley talking timmy turner (straight up)
[interlude: goofy ahh boy]
ay ay hold on
i need lil small dik on this b-tch
uh
morty put on another beat
man okay alright um

[verse 3: lil small dik]
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah (yeah)
yeah
hold up
let me speak your language (language)
hola como estas speaking spanish (h-llo)
yeah i’m falling behind yeah im lagging (er)
i’m a slowpoke make them think i’m losing bandwidth (uh)
yeah i don’t
eugh, owie
yeah, i sprained my wrist, owie
it broke like this
i was going sixty mile per hour down the mountain (mountain)
then i fell over in a parking lot (ouu)
yeah gym class no i ain’t play handball (my wrist hurt)
im the referee but i still failed them all (they took my phone)
because i pulled my phone out and my mom was texting me (me)
text her right back for the ice cream cheese (oreo)
thats like a real f-cking story
like please like just trust me (trust me)
but for real f-ck that bowling alley (uh yeah)
[?] because i sprained my knee too
my knee three (three)
but you know im still doing parties (wawawa)
yeah im dj at the club
we be getting up
we just got a dub
like fortnite
[outro: lil small dik]
ow my wrist (uh)
i dont feel my wrist (uh)
owie feel my wrist (uh)

- chronkbonk

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