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letra de why r u suicide baiting in the gc lmao - j-len (rapper)

[part i]

[intro: waryy]
yeah, yeah
i don’t even know you, for real
yeah, ayy (ayy), ayy (ayy-ayy-ayy)

[verse 1: waryy]
b-tch, you the grand wizard
and yo’ girlfriend a kiddy diddler
you is a reincarnation of hitler
stay up on bandlab, my racks goin’ bigger (yeah)
how this sh-t seven minutes and is ass?
tiny meat gang is really yo’ dad
sh-t off the dome, i don’t need no pad (yeah)
wallet be growin’ and gettin’ so fat like you
ew, hop on this beat, you get chipped like a mo’f-ckin’ tooth
how you get bodied by our sh-tty group?
spin this sh-t back when i’m up in the booth
posted with sheisty, but you look like gru
walk in the function, the b-tches like, “ew,” yeah
yo’ biggest stop is a mo’f-ckin’ bench press
stand on a chair and that mo’f-cker bent that
both of y’all mo’f-ckers lizzo, you big fat (yeah)
i’m gettin’ green, b-tch, you know you can’t get that (yeah)
send this to jalen, yeah, we ’boutta spin back
[verse 2: j-len]
out of my dms, you little ass kid (yeah)
you not a hacker, b-tch, you is a skid
sh-t talk more music when your sh-t is mid
callin’ me lonely when spah sees yo’ b-tch
your f-ckin’ name is tim (what the f-ck?)
crazy yo’ b-tch watch you suicide bait
nah, he actin’ like he’s andrew tate
eat all the food when yo’ ass on a date
your c-ck’s too small, you can’t m-st-rbate
f-ckin’ yo’ b-tch while i’m wearin’ some bape
smokin’ himothy in my vape
talkin’ on my name when you ain’t even got one (no name)
[?]
that bar was f-cking terrible, holy sh-t
i’m gonna pass to waryy

[part ii]

[bridge: waryy]
you be a b-tch forever
when your music in my ears, it be terri—
you be a b-tch forever
when your music in my ears, it be te—

[part iii]
[intro: waryy]
lemme punch in

[verse 3: waryy]
why is yo’ girlfriend matchin’ with eleven year olds?
if you pull up, you would immediately fold
matter of fact, i don’t even know how he pulled
if i ever see you, my glock gon’ bust like dreamybull
i ain’t even tryin’ up on this beat
you two the only people that gotta pay me for a feat
yo, what happened? why you sayin’ the n-word?
bro, if i was you, i’d put my head inside a blender
i think your girlfriend actually likes kids
ayy, come here, you can actually slobber on my d-ck
ayy, you can’t come here with all that mid
actually, that sh-t sucks so bad, it doesn’t need a diss
ayy, get off of bandlab, ayy, get off of bandlab
ayy, get off of bandlab, ayy, get off of bandla—
let the music speak for itself

[part iiii]

[intro: j-len]
yeah (bow-bow-bow), how you fat and racist?
like, pick a f-ckin’ struggle, holy sh-t (on bro)
([?]) your girlfriend’s a b-tch, too, i hate her (on bro)
[verse 4: j-len]
i feel the ground shake when you f-ckin’ walk
typin’ on discord while i sip my wok
you is a b-tch, and i don’t wanna talk (yeah, yeah)
“oh, my god, you’re harassing me,” b-tch, sh-t, blocked (the f-ck?)
yap in my ear when yo’ b-tch gettin’ taken
you is a racist if i’m not mistaken
gettin’ no views on the track, keep it maken
smokin’ this grass like a f-ckin’ jamaican
motherf-ck f-g in my mo’f-ckin’ pack
keep on lackin’ on tracks, why you up on my sack?
you won’t just call, blame that sh-t on lag
sayin’ the hard r when you is not black

[outro: j-len]
you’re a no-name f-ggot (on god)
this is not going on my main ’cause you’re not worth my time (not worth any of it)
your girlfriend should leave you ’cause you’re a piece of sh-t, bye

- j len rapper

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