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letra de darealcon diss - trabo40

[intro:]
-yo, what’s up? (mubz got beats!)
mhm, mhm… yeah i can get that done in like three, four hours
yeah i’ll just call you back
alright bye
the mailbox is full and cannot accept any more messages
(cannot accept any…)-

[verse 1: mf skudm-ffin]

darealcon is a big fraud
verses so flawed
he got no sauce
hold up hit pause
then just get lost

man you ain’t even got a shot at flowin’
darealcon’s mommy found the song
everyone knew it was stolen

verses broken
and i been spoken
with notions
you a b-tch

darealcon droppin’ merch and post on insta
“take a pic!”
cause you only sold thirty tees
no one wants to buy your sh-t
and you can’t sing so just stop tryin’
it’s ’bout time that you just quit

you a no sk!ll, white boy
tryna f-ckin rap
you released three songs
and you still ain’t had one that slapped

i said go hit the coconut
go on hit that coconut, (yuh, yuh)
i know you just a lil’ b-tch
so go on try to f-ck wit us

[verse 2: natey]

cast out from trabo’s crew
shawty you know what it do (what it do)
darealcon thinks he’s packin’ but he’s cappin’
we all knew (we all knew)

take down all your tracks, con
megan’s worried sick (worried sick)
we know that all your lyrics
came up out your little d-ck (so small)

if i had to choose your worst song?
well that’d be a trick (gotcha)
every one of your beats
leaves me feelin’ sick (eugh)

i’ve done this for like a month
and i’m outpacing you already
i know it’s getting tiring drinkin’
white claw out your yeti (white claw)

you say that you the realest
but man, you actin petty (why you petty)
i know i’ll leave you cryin’
so go on bro grab your teddy (teddy bear)

i envision a time where trabcast runs the net
but con don’t skip the track, cause trab ain’t finished yet

[verse 3: trabo40, mf skudm-ffin, trabo40 and mf skudm-ffin]

darealcon’ll probly make you
hit a coconut (he make ya hit it)
so that you can go and forget
everything that he done sung (forget it)

in the whip
in the foreign
every song he drops is borin’
when i hear he drops a song at twelve
i’ll already be snorin’ (sleep)

cause i value my sleep
unlike how he values women
prolly stab a female
like he oj simpson (i stab ’em dead)

listen

nevermind, turn off that track, sh-t’s wack
like kung-fu panda without jack black (ahhh)
i got merch from captain d’s
that is better than your tees
con please, say cheese
i know you be hittin’ threes

but life on the court
is different from the street
you be takin’ your shot
but the choppa never eats

[verse 4: mf skudm-ffin, trabo40, natey]

even if you trippin’
boy i know you still ain’t packin
darealcon is really good
at writing songs with verses lackin’
he’s a wannabe rapper
man, he won’t ever be up next
out here tryna stunt
but this lil’ boy still don’t know how to flex

they said “hey you know con?”
and i was like “ghengis?”
he says that he’s the realest
but we all know he’s the fakest
he started sellin’ clothin’
prolly scam you with a bracelet
in a hundred years
this track is gon be sacred

madeline drayton
she said she’s a big fan
but then she heard your music
and she put it in the can
i’m the man, you got no plan
and you failed your next exam
you’ll never finish college
you’ll be livin’ in a van

[outro: mf skudm-ffin, trabo40, natey]

shoutout boi spicy
yeah shoutout captain d’s yeahhhh
ay
shoutout, shoutout oj simpson
shoutout jack black (yah) also, kung-fu panda
water! shoutout yung salf
shoutout instagram, ya know
shoutout ummmm..
ghengis khan, shoutout ghengis khan
ay shoutout coconuts, shoutout coconuts
yo shoutout, shoutout me
shoutout nate
yeah big shoutout natey
you shoutout trabcast for sponsoring
yeah, and alsooo (ay shoutout g-fuel) shoutout g-fuel
yo shoutout xqc -snap- cheeto
hey shoutout darealcon, wait no uh
uhhhhhh
no, not him, no, anyone else

- trabo40

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