Ryan UpChurch Ay, end my career, pussy Get off the internet, come troll me in real life
When that Adderall kicks in it´s terrific, shit´s delicious, teeth go missing, eyes look different
Look at Ryan, he´s a perfect picture of addiction, I´m conflicted Minutes turn to hours, this little coward butt naked in the shower Talk about this and Tom McDonald, why you trippin´? Ayy Everybody gave you all your flowers, your flowers, your flowers Guess it ain´t enough, now you wanna take hours Bitch you fake as fuck, you can slide to your followers And they accept it, acknowledge it, act like God said it, bunch of yes men Try to fucking put me in the box, bitch, we ain´t playing Tetris When it comes to the rap shit, you ain´t on no best list You don´t wanna fight, you this type with mad fingers
Must suck to be a shitty rapper, and a bad singer Boy you sweat just talking, out of breath just walking Lord forgive me, I´m about to put a church in a coffin Say what you say, hoe, I´ma take it farther Say you hate Canadians, but love Nicole Arbor Say you hate your mother, you can´t stand your father I guess that´s a whole lotta life mixed with karma Your lifeline to keep you alive is Big Pharma, you know Adderall Your last album belly flop, all I do is cannonball Letter boy, fucking dork, Dragon Ball I can smell the bullshit, I´m a fucking matador Wobble like a cripple man, body like Michelin, titties like a bitch
Probably suck dick, Olympian Ryan type of dude to be gay and not say shit Turn around and make fun of you for the same shit Heart starts racing, then he starts painting, pacing in the basement Talk about spaceships, I´ma keep it a brick, freemason Ryan type of dude to say fuck you, and then write a statement You been breadcrumbing, you been said something You turn your back on your friends like the feds coming You holler at boys, that´s how you make a living Creek squad cool, but I´m more like a river Shit moves quicker and got bigger fish And the creek´s just water on the side of a ditch Your followers are lost, just a bunch of blind kids
And you ain´t got no heart, that´s a sign of a bitch Fat kid, body look like a bag of shit Did a backflip and landed on a bag of dicks Apple iPhone, only place that you exist And this shit all started ´cause you said I made a diss How´s it feel to be hated and alone? When I´m done you´ll be broke down, like all them trucks you own I was really there for you, loved you like a brother Guess I shouldn´t be surprised, look how you treat your mother I know you can´t run, plus you´re stuck with some flat tires You been baptized, holy water splashed on Open up your black eyes, better start to act right
Or leave this bitch flatlined, wonder what your cap size
This motherfucker sits in his house behind security and a gate talkin´ crazy to his fuckin´ phone Hey you pussy, come talk to me crazy in my face "I didn´t even try to write this diss track, it took me Yawn, I´m going to bed, I just wrote this before I went to bed" Yeah, you can tell, half your shit don´t even rhyme little bitch
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