This hick bitch can get hit with a quick diss
Everyone’s beaten you, and the tally count’s looking like Inf’s wrists
On better days, your verse aint making a letter grade
Posting your wife’s ass was the best contribution you’ve ever made
You never win, every match we all laugh as u cry
The only blowouts you have involve spraying off the back of ur thighs
One punch, that’s all it takes when I run on this queer
Hit you where your ribs touch, and make them hug each other in fear
No rules, bullets can hit anything – even the kids
But luckily, they aren’t allowed within 1,000 feet of his crib
He updates his password weekly, but he aint into risky stuff
His security question just asks him to add up the dicks he’s sucked
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