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day topel – just clout chasin lyrics

ethan bars got no bars
ain’t drivin no fast cars
lucky charms, sound the alarms
for this f-cker, mr. barnes
your situation is dire cuz you ain’t droppin no fire
my sh-t burnin like tires, this beef be hillshire
you tryna get to fame, too bad ya raps be lame
datin f-ckin hailey, d-mn losin that game, ain’t gettin no cuties, d-mn that sh-t all paid
and yo you already know, he never changin his flow, he never gettin the blow, now this is my show
shoot my shot like a bow, ain’t ever gettin told no, i fly above all the rest like a crow
straight from g-ytown, i praise rico brown, we goin to the top and we never coming down
ethan wish he was black, he must be smokin crack, if he think he ever gon surivive this attack
take him to my love shack, bust a nut on his back, only action he gets cuz kylie ain’t coming back
my mans be going down, they call his -ss flavortown
they call me a clown, but i’ve got the g-ytown crown
best bars since kammeyer, y’know my sh-t fire
so call up the choir, it’s your time to retire
so here’s the boot, i’ll take ya loot, your music is a hoot
what is your music about? you ain’t got no clout, this is my time to shout
my bars are amazing, my songs are blazing, i got everybody out here f-ckin praising
when are you gonna see, you ain’t get plays b, my last song has more fans than your whole ep
those plays you don’t gain, keep me in another lane, b-tch do you even hear what i’m f-ckin sayin
b-tch i can taste your fear, your bars are pretty queer, everybody f-ckin runs whenever you come near
your flow is muddy, you wanna be kid cudi, when are you gonna realize that you’re a n-body
you missed your opportunity, to collab with me, so now you’ll never sell a single cd
9th grade diss track, now that ones a miss track, but now you can’t get your f-ckin girl back
i’m kinda proud of your attack, but now step the f-ck back, you megalomaniac
you got small vocabulary, but on the contrary, my bars revolutionary, my shots you can’t parry, my flow f-ckin scary, keep dissin and you’ll end up in a f-ckin cemetery
my bag is full of tricks, heard you work at mcd-cks, my sh-t hit harder than 50 nic
man you think you slick, your pops an alcoholic, my lyrics go hard like a d-ck
dissin on me, for using pusha t, i’m sorry but those bars you never could beat
i keep you on ya feet, you can’t keep a beat, always being carried by my boy g (brewah!)
it’s time to go, so let me know, what you thought of my show, and next time gimme somethin more to diss than just your flow

g’night ethan

- day topel lyrics

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