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letra de fcuk adam wild- aj pop roxx wild diss track - trinley

(intro)
0161, your channel is cr-p
shoutout stephen
hold tight kezzmins
hold tight k
ya don know

(verse 1)
your breath stinks(it stinks), you need some toothpaste
all of you friends call you sly and two faced
(yahhh)you’re a fake friend, got nothing for yourself
you take ends, off all of your mates
and rob their cheese, just coz you ain’t making any ps
even stealing from when you were working
is that how much your bank account’s hurting?

(verse 2)
begging for a free house erryday
if you weren’t a sh-t friend, you’d be there anyway
then there’s your poor excuse for flirting
lying in your best friends b–bies
calling friends beauties
doing anything, for fat doobies
oh wait(skrrrrtttt),goody goody two shoes
don’t get in trouble
so you grabbed that weed, and threw it in a puddle

(verse 3)
you inbred c-nt, heard you’re talking sh-t
about my mum
well tell me bro, are you really that dumb?
not even mentioned yet, the way you run
are you that r-t-rded?or is it just for fun?
and when i see you smiling, my phones there dialing (h-llo 999)
surely it ain’t right, they can’t be that yellow
and when i see your size, you’re a pretty fat fellow
with your double d moobs
that’s a poor excuse to see b–bs (it is)
but if we’re talking hair, yeh i used to be brunette
and i’m blonde now, but at least it’s not wet (ya b-tch)
unlike your noodles, looking like a poodles
im getting c-cky now, ive not won yet
so what about that 800 pound debt
stealing scratch cards, and taxing cigs
it can’t be that hard, just like your digs

(verse 4- lil kev)
lil kev on the feat, and chuki on the beat
on call with dc and hash, that’s my guy
and we spitting straight facts
each line got structure, like one of dave’s tracks
each song like a story, destined for glory
and it just goes to show, yes
if you put in the work, then it turns into progress
but i don’t wanna dead no beef
now it’s game over for aj pop roxx
thinking that, he’s sitting on the top blocks
ima drop this song on your head top
you already know that
red and yellow mixed like kodak
lean and codeine, weird little mixtures
dropping out of nowhere, changing the fixtures
you thought the 24th
would come knocking on your door
but in the end, we had to break down the wall
wonder wall, the wall of wonder
driving too fast, feeling like sonder
intertextuality
are you sure, about your s-xuality?

(verse 5)
friendzoned by all of your pals
then i got on all of your gals
remember that one where you tried, but you just got pied
weeks later she seemed to be mine
but that was a waste of my time
you’re the biggest beg i’ve ever known
faking everything you’ve ever done
all round beg, with a toe as a head
didn’t listen when i said, that i’d turn you to shreds
mentioned in your vid, i’m like who dat?
say i got blonde hair,b-tch i already knew that
how many times, have you worn the same hat?
with the same ripped jeans, like is that sh-t clean?
i can smell it from here, you stink like cheese
and i find it quite shameful, you can’t tie your shoes
you’re 16 years old, and you haven’t got a clue
dumbest guy i know and it’s true
and the only reason your channel gets a view
is because people like to take the p-ss out of you

(outro)
f-ck a fake friend where your real friends at? x3
say you like them, but i don’t see that

- trinley

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