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letra de fuck niggas - lil kori

[intro]
doo-doo, (pssh) doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo (pssh) (d-mn)
to all you n-ggas (ayy) who hatin’ at n-ggas, d-ck riding and sh-t (ayy, back in the booth)
(f-ck flex gang) so i’m f-ckin’ here to put a stop to all this f-ckin’ bullsh-t, bruh
yuh, yuh, yuh! (ayy, lil kori)

[verse 1]
b-tch, stay on my d-ck
y’all make it funnier, it is what it is
n-gga, you’re getting trolled, take the l, live with it
and keep talkin’ that sh-t, i get hard as a brick, ayy
let me switch the flow up, man, this generation soft as f-ck
might just hit a l!ck on these n-ggas inside a bentley truck
i’ma show these n-ggas that i really do not give a f-ck
hit your b-tch up and break her back for a couple thousand bucks (ayy)
let’s talk about the whole eggsoup sh-t
when y’all n-ggas got mad ’bout that cover and sh-t
and y’all sayin’ posts h-lla f-cked up sh-t
but when i do it, y’all get mad as a b-tch (what?)
it’s only a problem when i f-ckin’ do it?
but if luck does it, y’all just f-ckin’ еxcuse it
i cut off y’all n-ggas ’cause i’m sick of the bullsh-t
i can’t еven joke, bro, it’s like i can’t do sh-t
y’all n-ggas stay on my d-ck with that hate
while yo’ favorite rapper in my dms, he textin’ me
and that b-tch that you got a crush on in muh’f-ckin’ high school
she in my bed and she s-xin’ me
middle finger avo, it’s funny how you say you carry me
but you wouldn’t be sh-t without me (ayy, ayy)
and you wanna side with a cappin’-ass mexican n-gga
who don’t even know sh-t about me
i love how when this n-gga luck get in arguments
he tries to pull the “be mature and age” card
but real n-ggas like me and grape, we not buyin’ that sh-t
so it backfires up in his face hard
b-tch, i don’t d-ck ride couron, i just f-ck with him more
’cause he realer than y’all, you just jealous (ayy, ayy)
y’all n-ggas be toxic as f-ck and got egos
so go ‘head, flex to your three lil’ fellas, b-tch
[interlude]
like bruh, i don’t know how many times i think he tellin’ n-ggas
i make whatever the f-ck i wanna make
i rap however the f-ck i wanna rap
i’m not switchin’ my style for n0body, and if you don’t like it, oh well, b-tch
(ayy) f-ck outta here

[verse 2]
young n-gga in the booth, screamin’, “f-ck flex gang”
all you n-ggas wack as a f-ck, b-tch i let my nuts hang
and you n-ggas p-ssy as f-ck, y’all same the same thang
y’all some white kids thinkin’ y’all black, rappin’ about gang
hood guy got offended ’cause i made a joke about his mom
welcome to the internet, lil’ b-tch, you off a f-ckin’ bong
whatever crack you smokin’ on, that sh-t gotta be h-lla strong
mosquito busy suckin’ d-ck for feats, wearin’ a f-ckin’ thong
and payden, you would always beg to be on my songs
so you can’t even talk no sh-t (ayy), my n-gga, you know you wrong
i’m finna sample the audio of me f-ckin’ your mom
and put the beat on soundcloud as a payden response
you claimin’ that your sh-t is hard (ayy), we know your music is sh-t
how i’m the sped n-gga, but you the one who acts r-t-rded?
you always beggin’ on your story, no one streamin’ yo’ sh-t
i know you usin’ me for clout, so get the f-ck off my d-ck
these n-ggas naggin’ me like rose as i get older and older
my flow a lil’ colder, you n-ggas gettin’ crushed like a boulder
now on your b-tch shoulder, i put you n-ggas up like a folder
run up on me, i got the nina, b-tch, you know that i told her
i did the flex diss as a joke, and y’all took the sh-t serious
it’s like be delirious, i just make a joke, you get furious
b-tch i ain’t hearin’ it, i’m your f-ckin’ dad, no nigerian
funny i carried your label my entire experience (ayy)
y’all don’t make meme rap, y’all just make garbage
all your music generic and basic like target
look at what the f-ck you p-ssy n-ggas done started
i swear on my binge (ayy), you p-ssy n-ggas sound r-t-rded
ayy, f-ck flex gang, y’all bunch of f-ckin’ crackers
if i see hood guy grandma, then you know i’m finna slap her
smokin’ on that flex pack, i’ma end they f-ckin’ chapter
that a weak-ass diss, that sh-t made me die of laughter (hehe)
[outro]
so yeah, this is basically future me talkin’ about past me
yeah, i still feel the same way, f-ck flex gang
honestly, i don’t need y’all n-ggas for success
i never needed y’all n-ggas for success, and it’s obviously that-
it’s obvious that y’all never really cared about me
y’all just wanted me for f-ckin’ attention
and that’s little fifty minutes of fame
y’all ain’t really on top of me, y’all never toppin’ me
me and hentai gang, we all on top
and the only valuable person on your entire f-ckin’ label is lil pony
the rest of y’all n-ggas are insecure, y’all can’t jokes, and y’all mad that y’all are ass
peace, oh yeah, and p.s
all y’all need to learn how to take jokes and stop bein’ so f-ckin’ p-ssy
how y’all n-ggas gon’ be gangsters on a f-ckin’ diss track but act like p-ssies over some jokes?
like get a f-ckin’ life, bro
oh yeah, and hood guy, if you hear this, i’ma just address this like this
f-ck you, f-ck your mom, f-ck your entire family
and i’d like to see you diss me on that one, b-tch
and i’ma slap the f-ck out yo’ white ass when i see you, you f-ckin’ honky
b-tch-ass n-gga

- lil kori

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