letra de cold cuts - xxxtoyotaprius
(intro: xxxtoyotaprius)
this a diss for the ages someone call a historian
your views on women so outdated soundin’ like a victorian
i turn assignments in on time whereas you be ignorin’ em
this your second time getting clowned by a salutatorian
(hook: xxxtoyotaprius)
look like you haven’t aged since you were nine
lyrics stink worse than robby’s canine
no one laughs at your jokes cause your humor’s asinine (unlike mine)
no swears so your mom will be fine (no cryin’)
(verse 1: the notorious a.b.b.)
first things first, let’s set the tone
your name nearly rhymes with “b-tts”, just go ask rhymezone
can’t control your hair and you have a middle part
i’ve seen your lang projects and yeah, you suck at art
try to be tiktok famous but you’ll never be chad
can’t blame the algorithm, your vids are just bad
took 16 years for you to finally get a phone
you couldn’t go to prom cause you didn’t get a chaperone
rob actually invited you over, but you took a huge dump
said you were looking for your wallet, but you were looking for the pump
you focused on drama but they didn’t want you either
this diss might hurt, maybe you should take a breather
quit mock trial but attended all our matches
demoted to groupie? (ooh!) that’s kinda tragic
can’t get to school on time, including on zoom
you were distracted by the smokey bear shrine in your room
you were born with braces and have teeny tiny t–th
i heard your soundcloud and well, that it ain’t chief!
(verse 2: hann solo)
okay, let’s take a second and knock you off your pedestal
you sucked up to nic, thought you were so cool
you got your license, ran a red minutes later
guess you mixed up your brake and accelerator
you dating theatre kids makes me think of bile
you chose volleyball giving up mock trial
you’re obsessed with justin bieber, you jam out to yummy
you need to grow up and stop being a dummy
(verse 3: xxxtoyotaprius)
you better knock over your king before i knock you out
i’m lad you didn’t get that reference, team was better without
you know a 7.9 is nothing to write home about
you might have long hair but you’re still way short on clout
you and serena put the l in relationship
your life’s a bigger disaster than the ilmunc trip
when i hear gubby on a track you know i’m boutta hit skip (skip)
don’t tell your mom cause i know she’s gonna flip
you know i spread the heat around like i’m thermal convection
looks like all the aic votes went in rubbie’s direction
how’d it feel to lose all four elections?
(you should pull up my youtube, you need introspection!)
you probably still don’t know how babies are made (gross)
i bet your parents wish that you had my grades
cause you’re too stupid for college and too dumb for the trades
imma end my verse here but you should still be afraid
(hook)
(verse 4: mc swag)
you missed out on aic because i had a better speech
even if you’d won you would still get impeached
compared yourself to hunter but we all know the difference
he knows his stuff while you show ignorance
yes, you are a christian, so that means you should respect
women and minorities, isn’t that correct?
man, it’s a joke, i was playin with the line
now let’s focus on your mock trial decline
part-time job was the number one excuse
most our team still worked and still produced
results that were far better than yours
think you’re better than me? then check the scores
baskwill didn’t like you for your effort and behavior
you’re a wannabe gangsta and a mock trial traitor
did i go too hard playing games? i’m not sorry
all the clout you have comes from being friends with robby
(verse 5: henry adams)
okay you clogged the toilet gus
with the p–p straight from your b-tt
couldn’t even get a kiss, breath smelled like cold cuts
me and prius came to clean the scene up
but meanwhile at jake’s you went and left the seat up
and you peed on it
and didn’t clean it
when you said you loved serena did you really even mean it? (dawggggggg)
after this track you should just retire
your career’s gonna pop just like your car tire
you’re the worst, i’m like tilted, but you’re like moisty mire
mercedes said she’d hang out, but i guess she won’t, she’s a liar
(middle part, middle part) hair lookin like a fart
then you literally fart, really bad, yo gus that fart
gotta park the car cause the fart was too hard
but they waited too long, they were already charred
also you’re friends with, uh, chad
(hook)
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