[CBA]

I don't talk to lames but fuck it, time to kill a fool,
Your rhymes are cliche, like your name and their both one syllable
He let the "30 beam" and the "glock steam" and all that corny banality
Do him Mortal Kombat style, leave you guessing how I did this fatality,

Catch him out by his farm house, left hook'll bring this man pain,
Pick him up by his pants, drag Cred thru the mud - that's a smear campaign
Plus your chick's got Aunt Jemima titties, they rest up above her gut,
It's not a conspiracy but I be paying her to cover up

And against Des you said "I let the tech speak", that shit was a riot
He left out that Dell Support told him to stay quiet
Now you don't want it with me, no hesitation when my nine's clickin,
Call my burner Cilantro the way I'm cookin this lime chicken