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gxwatts - nail in the coffin [diss remix] lyrics

[intro]
this motherf+cka still talkin?
you know what, f+ck it
i don’t give a f+ck
put the nail in the coffin b+tch

[hook]
you don’t wanna f+ck with this
i don’t wanna hurt no feelins
but if it led to this in the end
i guess it’s time for you to put down the pen (it’s over)
[verse]
i’d like to say h+llo
to the new benzino
who is claiming hoova
and is a zero
always staying high
like its a major c note
always making beats
like i was his hero
little f+ggot b+tch
always talkin f+ckin sh+t
but never pulled up with
no motherf+ckin bl!ck
yeah, you better shoot at me
bust at me quick
b+tch my aim sick
yeah, i never miss
how you rob a plug
and get out in a week?
p+ssy ass boy
everyone knows that you’re weak
all you had to do
was snitch on your homie
evеrybody knows
that you’re a f+ckin phony
p+ssy, chump, punk
yeah, give mе a 1v1
i guarantee that
i’ll f+ck you up
don’t you remember
what happened with lil don?
when he ran up on me
in a motherf+ckin 2v1?
i held my own
and still f+cked him up
had to split his wig, yeah
you know what it is
izzy you ain’t nothing but a lil f+ckin’ b+tch
i could pull up on ya, and i’ll put you in a ditch
yeah you know you ain’t about it, quit claimin crip
in a 1v1, your ass would be whipped
i bet you was p+ssed when you heard restinp+ss
oh you better know that i’m really f+ckin with it b+tch
why you always actin funny
when you know you owe me money
quit f+ckin’ running before sh+t gets bl++dy
don’t you remember when i had to split yo wig?
oh yeah b+tch, you were leakin like a b+tch
closet f+ckin f+gs, always riding d+ck
riding on my wave, just sneak dissing my name
inside of this game, you will never see fame
from all the racist mixtapes that you have made
b+tch it’s disgusting, it reeks of self+hate
with music like this, do you hate your race?
do i have to read the title straight from the top?
this sh+t was made by an uncle tom
i’d like to introduce you to j. f+ckin’ kelly
he loves children p+ssy, says it tastes like jelly
none of yall b+tches are even f+ckin’ ready
if you run up on me, i’m always steady
go ahead and test your luck
imma get your skull bust
i don’t give a f+ck
even if you got your gun tucked
b+tch, i keep my switchblade
so i can cut you up
p+ssy ass boy
yeah you better know you’re f+ckin up
what you know about being bullied half your life?
oh yeah, i forgot, b+tch you’re not white
b+tch, you a p+ssy without your gun
you can’t win no 1v1
that’s why you work with a group you punk
what the f+ck you gonna do, you little runt?
stupid f+ckin’ punk, you better pull up
i’d drop the addy, but you’d never show up
[hook]
you don’t wanna f+ck with this
i don’t wanna hurt no feelins
but if it led to this in the end
i guess it’s time for you to put down the pen (it’s over)

- gxwatts lyrics

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