letra de diagnosis - lil mosquito disease
[verse 1]
took over the game in 2019, b-tch i came and caused a swarm
if you tried to stopped the vision, your b-tch ass gon’ get ignored
i take no ls i’m taking dubs, ain’t got time to f-cking mourn
been making motherf-cking dollars since the day i was f-cking born
flex gang in my motherf-cking blood till i die
took a style that was dead and then i showed them all the light
b-tch i’m lil mosquito disease your heard that motherf-cking right
give 2000 b-tches malaria in one motherf-cking night
that’s my life b-tch
shot your girl she a catfish
steal your net worth and your girl i leave her in a ditch
i run the f-cking industry they be scared of my power
shoot you dead in the streets, bleeding out for hours and hours
b-tch my career’s a rising tide, my opps on the decline
i reached these heights that i never thought i could motherf-cking climb
i split your f-cking b-tches legs, i be causing mitosis
before this last bar i gotta give your ass a prognosis
[hook]
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
we stay up strapped, we never fall
we got that ice up on our wrist
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
flex gang on top, we own the game
you ain’t gon’ make it on our list
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
we stay up strapped, we never fall
we got that ice up on our wrist
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
flex gang on top, we own the game
you ain’t gon’ make it on our list
[verse 2]
a mosquito song without a feature, what the f-ck is going on
i bought out the stock market, all of these b-tches falling down
wouldn’t make it out here without the help of my gang
i’m the persian waka flocka, hit you with my tofang
got a flag on my left, got your b-tch on my right
got two thousand motherf-cking fans, in the pit tonight
it wasn’t easy to do this but i was ready for that fight
all my motherf-cking haters getting hit with that bite
lean in my cup, lean in my cup, got two shots at your truck
you is mid, you is ass, i gotta keep it a buck
this for my day ones from the start
we made it out the f-cking trap
you my dawgs, you my shootas
shoutout motherf-cking brad
i’m a menace forever, i’m a flexer forever
we the motherf-cking flex gang changing the weather
by the end of this album you’ll find your ass in the morgue
diagnosis motherf-cker greatest story ever told
[hook]
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
we stay up strapped, we never fall
we got that ice up on our wrist
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
flex gang on top, we own the game
you ain’t gon’ make it on our list
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
we stay up strapped, we never fall
we got that ice up on our wrist
diagnosis b-tch
diagnosis b-tch
flex gang on top, we own the game
you ain’t gon’ make it on our list
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