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letra de diss songs - li rye

[intro]
(ayy, this 1of1?)
(d-mn, 1of1, you gotta spin that, though)

[chorus]
he dissin’ in them songs, ain’t never spinned or sent a shot
he act just like a b-tch, i ain’t good for nothin’ but sendin’ drops
he dropped a diss song, i ain’t even know it ’cause that b-tch flopped
i’m the one they wanna be, i’m sittin’ up at the top
he ain’t my dog, they say he ratted, i don’t f-ck with cops
r.i.p. erin, bruh, i got it tatted, so we forever opps
we the young n-ggas bringin’ the static, these boys spinned on opps
freaky wh0res, they send the drops, brand new draco pop his top

[verse 1]
i got n-ggas in omertà, runnin’ for a breakfast tray
five hundred on cash app, i make ’em stab you in your face
cut up, then i ran laps over n-ggas who were just in the way
i don’t like to drive, i’m back seat ridin’ with a stick on the interstate
we slangin’ iron, we blow his mind, up to me he’d be dead today
the devil talk to me like every day, he just won’t go away
i close my eyes, but with me he gon’ stay, that’s unless i pray
you know that sh-t ain’t gon’ happen, huh, n-gga
i’m fightin’ with my demons, b-tch, we kick it, i’m in h-ll now
he was ridin’ ’round with all them dracs, how the f-ck he still die?
told him i was gonna k!ll him, so when he die, watch, he still cry
always knew i was gon’ be rich, i seen it with my third eye
[chorus]
he dissin’ in them songs, ain’t never spinned or sent a shot
he act just like a b-tch, ain’t good for nothin’ but sendin’ drops
he dropped a diss song, i ain’t even know it ’cause that b-tch flopped
i’m the one they wanna be, i’m sittin’ up at the top
he ain’t my dog, they say he ratted, i don’t f-ck with cops
r.i.p. erin, bruh, i got it tatted, so we forever opps
we the young n-ggas bringin’ the static, these boys spinned on opps
freaky wh0res, they send the drops, brand new draco pop his top

[verse 2]
the shots in here could k!ll a cop, this draco make him milly rock
these n-ggas must be smokin’ flock, thinkin’ they gon’ take my spot
playin’ like li rye ain’t hot, b-tch, i’m everything you not
n-gga say i made it and i’m famous, don’t forget i’m dangerous
with labels and the majors, still be ridin’ ’round with dirty glocks
i stay out of town, but back in town i’m gettin’ these n-ggas popped
if you don’t hit sh-t, spin back around, bet every fence get hopped
cuz without no body can’t come around, new murder got sh-t on lock
first time on tv was the news
couldn’t afford sh-t, now i spend racks on all my clothes and shoes
on some bullsh-t, we might just go and spin on all them dudes
better blow it, b-tch, they know with that tool i act a fool and get to mowin’ sh-t (grrah)

[chorus]
he dissin’ in them songs, ain’t never spinned or sent a shot
he act just like a b-tch, ain’t good for nothin’ but sendin’ drops
he dropped a diss song, i ain’t even know it ’cause that b-tch flopped
i’m the one they wanna be, i’m sittin’ up at the top
he ain’t my dog, they say he ratted, i don’t f-ck with cops
r.i.p. erin, bruh, i got it tatted, so we forever opps
we the young n-ggas bringin’ the static, these boys spinned on opps
freaky wh0res, they send the drops, brand new draco pop his top

- li rye

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