| Calling all units, shots fired
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| Shots fired in front of the Supreme store
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| There’s about to be a 261 in progress
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| Send all available units
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| Send in the back-up
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| Send in the big guns
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| Send in the K9 unit
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| Send in the f- …fuck
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| I wanna be gay
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| 'Cause you’re fucked and I wanna savor it
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| But it’s cool, after smashing you I’ll PayPal you 2K
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| Oh, no! |
| You getting mad?
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| Gonna knock the phone right out of my hand?
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| That shit was fucking absurd
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| You’re a «rapper» who can’t resolve shit with words?
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| Talk like you eatin' some paste, ayy
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| Is that your IQ or your age? |
| Ayy
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| Say to your audience face, ayy
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| How Jacob Sartorius tastes
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| Ayy, you look afraid, must have seen a ghostwriter
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| Well, ditto, little bitch, but I’m not scared to show mine
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| Woo!
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| You’ve been pretendin'
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| Ever since your little rice balls descended
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| Let kids think you did it all
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| When you weren’t capable of making up playground insults (Ooh!)
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| That’s bad, but then I heard you try to rap
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| I was more disappointed than when I found out
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| Casey Neistat didn’t have nice tats
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| Boy, gotta flex
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| Gotta flex, flex, flex (Uh-huh)
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| Because when you’ve got no personality
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| Replace it with a Rolex
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| You really don’t see your friends rolling their eyes?
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| Hoping to die, they’re so tired
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| Of you throwing the price of what you buy in their face
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| No, no, no, no, you think they’re gonna say:
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| «Oh my God, you’re such a legend
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| You make me so wet with your reckless spending
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| You gained my respect and you’re oh so funny
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| Please, take me to your mansion and fuck me!»
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| You’re fucking delusional, so try your best to remember
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| You are not a pimp, you’re a borderline sex offender
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| Diss boy a flavor of the month
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| But which is it, huh?
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| A whiny Vietnamese wanna-be gangsta
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| It’s salt and vi-nigga
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| You’re like Kanye, without the talent
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| Like Jackie Chan, but a little faggot
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| Like Soulja Boy but…
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| Actually, yeah, you’re exactly like Soulja Boy
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| Say you don’t wanna look like a little bitch
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| But, dude, you’re gonna be crucified
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| How can you claim that shit
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| When you’re too scared to go in on PewDiePie?
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| Little ho, little bitch
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| Suck my 5.3 inch dick
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| Admit that you just got pounded
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| I’d say «take the L» if you could pronounce it
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| (Get it, because you’re Asian?)
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| (That's what you wanted, right?)
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| (Hey, let’s make fun of the Asian boy with his Asian boyish eyes)
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| Jesus Christ, you’re as predictable as a house tour
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| To call you surface level would be an insult to the ground floor
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| Whatever you’ve promised to follow, you’ve quit
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| You can’t persist for shit, you narcissistic prick
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| Your audience is fickle, here’s what I predict
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| Your channel’s bound to crash down to rubble (Oh, no!)
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| How the fuck can someone called Gum
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| Not realize they’re in a bubble?
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| But let me guess, I’m irrelevant, right?
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| Isn’t that your excuse?
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| When you’re too stupid to explain your views
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| 'Cause you’re as basic as a one-block Rubik’s Cube (Haha)
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| You’re an insecure, unoriginal little bitch and that’s that
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| So, come to think of it
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| You’re actually the dog filter on Snapchat
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| Got cash, cash, money, and the views and the clicks
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| And yet you’re always gonna be a little bitch
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| Now I’m finished as planned
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| It was just three minutes so it wasn’t that bad
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| But I got one question to ask you, bro
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| Did it feel good, though? |