作曲：Mobbs Radical
作词：Mobbs Radical
Yeah, you see all these ** tryna diss me man
We'll see who wins at the end of the day
Whatever, it's just ** lame
Yeah, yeah, em
Nitetime
Pushdown the gas
'Cause I'm flaming it up
All these pussies are actors
And faking too much
God of the cold
I'ma smoke you like Dutch
Josh ain't about it
Collapsing his lungs
**, you dead, caught by the feds
Dropping the baby right onto its head
Making you silent, you ** inbred
Cisco is bleeding, you seeing the red, aye
Radical coming you out of the water
I'm sick of these **, they ** with god
Gazelle to a lion, a drought to a Mayan
Your ** is bleeding, I'm calling it odd
Now I'm awoken, my body was frozen
Just look at his face 'cause that ** a rat
Come to the king now you bow to the ring
I'm smoking a ** and naming the pack
Blade on my hip with a ski on my face
With a finishing move as I'm catching a case
** retarded, can't keep with the pace
Lacing it up as I come through the gates
All in his feelings he drinking the gin
** too broke, he ain't walking again
Sound like a problem, you go to a friend
Nasty ** ** gone drop to the end
What's a god to an antelope?
You the poison, I'm the antidote
I'ma have to shoot them rapido
Red dot like a telescope
Disturbed like I'm down with the sickness
Had to put them on my wishlist
And see a ** kinda wished this
You don't really wanna miss this
Killshot get it ** they don't know
Can't roll with the dice, no show hoe
How I'm battling the black ** Frodo
And a ** ** stick with a polo
Don't talk, you a ** and your hoe know me
In the guts like a don, you can suck on these
Call me the future 'cause I got the keys
Y'all getting bodied, I'm killing the peace
Slice them in two and I'm having a feast
Look at my eyes, haven't slept in a week
Think that he winning, this a ** a tweak
'Cause I cum on your crush, now she all in my tweets
No, I can better them
Are u smoking stems?
(Yuh, yuh)
Mgk oh my god (No, aye)
Bodied Eminem
Look at your life 'cause you know it ain't nothing
Sent the reply at the push of a button
** can't ** with the god of destruction
** so stupid can't read the instructions
I get so lit in the club, get it busting
You be at home, being lame like McLovin
** I bake you, you fluffy a muffin
How are dissing but come up with nothing?
