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letra de leanna diss track (v2) - pickle music

[intro]
metro boomin’, make it boom
i already got bit by the dogs, bucko
-growl-
run it back turbo
yo asiix, this a hit, gang

[chorus]
leanna, you ’boutta get doxxed
look out your window, you see the swat
me and my gang, yeah, we spin your block
fire a couple shots straight out the glock
hit your glasses, now you got two eyes
you a b-tch, runnin’ from me like fall guys
your router about to be fried
this song gonna be yo’ demise

[verse 1]
one, two, buckle my shoe
when i see yo’ face i just gotta say ew
leanna stay broke, unlike us jews
both tracks are fire, we went two for two
i want to fight you, b-tch, let’s box
i make yo’ face red just like the sox
what’s your ip, b-tch i’m finna doss
you ain’t ready, i came with the sauce
how you let a golf cart run over your foot?
you ain’t lastin’ five mins inside my hood
you would get caught lackin’, as you should
keep eating tacos, you know they ain’t good
your nose so big, it look like a beak
robbin’ ‘yo house, we don’t make a squeak
you look like an old ass witch, you a freak
how you get uglier every f-ckin’ week?
[chorus]
leanna, you ’boutta get doxxed
look out your window, you see the swat
me and my gang, yeah, we spin your block
fire a couple shots straight out the glock
hit your glasses, now you got two eyes
you a b-tch, runnin’ from me like fall guys
your router about to be fried
this song gonna be yo’ demise

[bridge]
me and darrel out here repping dior
yo sh-t from goodwill, your ass is poor
yeah, i’m staying balling while you on the floor
this ain’t a diss, b-tch, this is a war
okay, imma feel so guilty if i say it
okay, ready?
just say it
n-gga

[verse 2]
i just caught you lackin’
i bet you feel guilty about what just happened (yuh, you already know what it is)
sayin’ the n-word on discord, that’s tragic
and yeah, know you gonna deny, i ain’t cappin’ (aye)
leanna got doxxed, now we sending her pizzas
she hopping the border, she don’t got a visa
she boutta fall like the tower of pisa
yo’ head is shaped the the pyramid of giza (hey, yuh)
why you got four eyes? take off your glasses
when i’m dissing you, i speak for the masses (yuh)
how you in middle school, failing your classes? (you already know what it is)
me and wills mom, we evade taxes
sorry leanna, i just dropped a hit
this whole album’s fire, you know we don’t miss (miss, yuh)
and this is real life, b-tch, this ain’t a skit
and this beat by asiix, you know it’s legit, yuh
[chorus]
leanna, you ’boutta get doxxed
look out your window, you see the swat
me and my gang, yeah, we spin your block
fire a couple shots straight out the glock
hit your glasses, now you got two eyes
you a b-tch, runnin’ from me like fall guys
your router about to be fried
this song gonna be yo’ demise

[outro]
hehe, was that actually fire tho?

- pickle music

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