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letra de bella the wolf diss track - packgod

[intro: bella the wolf]

[packgod]
let’s go, yeah, hear me out, uh, let’s go, yeah, uh, look
look, i might just have to get back on it
to show ’em who’s really got it
you’ve been talkin’ crazy
got me raging like an alcoholic
psychotic, brain is empty as a gambling addicts wallet
got a couple disses left inside my rocket
so i might as well c-ck it
before i’m droppin’ in a coffin
you’ll be mocking
like the soldiers that died for your life
you think it’s fun to taunt them
are you really rapping? all i hear some choking and coughing
and bella, it’s no longer joking
when thosе allegations brought in
first things first, let me tеll you what’s up
you wanna talk about my family?
now, i’ll be f-ckin’ you up
like your dad’s life, after he done busted that nut
ya momma had to carry tragedy for nine to ten months
here’s a problem that i’d like to go do somethin’ about
a little spoiled b-tch who’d do ’bout anything to get clout
craves the attention her whole life she had to go live without
and the more she gets, the more she needs to raise the amount
i need more
little b-tch, here’s what i got in store for ya
lines that will shake ya to your core
till your floored and you’re lying on the ground with n0body else around
cause your friends are still stuck in your keyboard
and you’re getting stored
with regret of when ya called my girlfriend an orphan
puttin’ alo all over your track that i’m torchin’
hotter than the sun, when it’s out and it’s scorchin’
till when you’re forgotten and no longer feel important
now i’m actually floorin, my foot on the pedal
i’m speedin’ and beatin’ ya ass in the motion
you actually poking me wrong
now i really be seething, you’re reaping your actions
i’m blowin’, i practically be showin’ everybody in this b-tch reasons you never should be rappin’ or flowin’ against me
full force till my tank is on empty
“bye mom, i love you”
“bye,”
that sh-t was so sad, i swear, it almost made me cry
look into the mirror, disappointment fills your eyes
made a diss, you just initiated your demise
you don’t even deserve this diss
you should be grateful that i’m giving you the chance
to get obliterated by my hands
fire spreadin’ down ya pants
lying ’bout me on ya channel to ya 47 mentally challenged fans
you such a pain in the ass, ya momma can’t even say
that she lovin’ ya back
another soul in my pack
is what i’m sniffin’
after uppin’ the mag of disses that i’m dropping
on you wack-ass b-tches
your ends of what you just witnessed
lil b-tch

- packgod

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