letra de speed diss - quandale
[intro]
yeah, goofy ahh uncle productions
(mmm, n-gga)
run that sh-t back, sn
yeah, that n-gga speed be actin’ riggity-roo, n-gga
(real trap sh-t)
hahaha
[verse 1]
i’m changin’ your name from speed to sped (sped), ‘cause n-gga, you dumb as shed
always on the stream tryna diss (diss)
lil n-gga, you a b-tch
n-ggas know that i’m the greatest (greatest)
and n-ggas know that you the lamest (uh huh)
and b-tches know that i’m him
and lil n-gga you ain’t it (you not)
this song will f-ck you in your -n-s, ‘cause i heard you was the g-yest (g-y b-tch)
‘cause you be hangin’ out with adin, and y’all like playin’ (yeah)
you know what i’m sayin’, you know what the f-ck that i’m talkin’ about (okay)
lil n-gga on stream, always dissin’
you better watch your mouth
n-gga, you ugly as sh-t (sh-t)
that’s why ben ain’t your friend (friend)
all these racks i just spent on your b-tch in your crib (okay)
speed, you indeed need to be put in a facility
‘cause your crazy and i pull out the glock
shoot you in your motherf-ckin’ tee (your tee)
n-ggas say that you’rе cool, that’s crazy talk
pull your pants down, look at your w-lly
n-gga, you got a baby c-ck (baby d-ck)
me and juandale finna pull up in a boat (yeah)
wе gon’ spray the dock
uh, n-gga, i’m finna griddy all over your body (your body)
double pump a n-gga with the shotty (shotty)
yeah, i got him
last n-gga that tried to diss me, you know i caught him (okay)
then i shot him
his name was daniel larson, n-gga, you know i fought him (i fought him)
ayy, let me change the f-cking beat up, n-gga
[verse 2]
your b-tch wanna sit on my d-ck and eat it up like ritz (ritz)
she wanna have my kids, i don’t give a sh-t
i’ma leave that b-tch (f-ck you)
that n-gga ben, he wanna come and chill with me but not with you (not you)
that n-gga ben, said you’re lame as sh-t and you smell like doo-doo (like sh-t)
i’m finna walk you down like a shoe
i am a baby, goo, goo, goo
you are a monkey, go back to the zoo (zoo)
g-y ass n-gga, go f-ck on a dude
where the f-ck are your b-tches?
i have no clue (no clue)
but i bet that blue do (blue clues)
got racks all on my wrist, b-tch
trap jumpin’ like a kangaroo (oh f-ck! f-ck me)
this song just started a motherf-ckin’ fire (fire)
i’m in australia, i’m so motherf-ckin hot
lil’ n-gga, i don’t need a lighter (a lighter)
yeah, yo’ mom got cakeity-cake, i’m finna wife her
i am not playin’, no, i’m not a liar
i pull out the glock, get popped like a tire
these n-ggas, they callin’ me will smith
‘cause i’m finna smack you with speed
i’m finna smack your dumb ass on stream
i’m finna pork your b-tch ‘cause she want beef
n-gga, your head shaped like steve
finna cut off your wicks, keanu reeves
(ayy, my bars be goin’ the f-ck over y’all heads)
your b-tch finna sit on me like a seat
light up a motherf-ckin’ swish
n-gga, you know that i’m smokin’ on zaza
that n-gga speed can’t beat me, nah, nah
that n-gga music is trash, caca
all that i hear is “blah, blah”
your b-tch finna show me her ta-ta
pull out my d-ck, she said “ooh-la-la”
[outro]
goofy ahh uncle productions, i’m out, n-gga
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