azlyrics.biz
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

im alpha - gg jared lyrics

Loading...

[verse 1]
little fat ginger tryna roast me
you can’t even stand on your own motha’ f-ckin feet
i can tell you and kexaro get along
since he wrote your whole f-cking song
if you want to come at me in the future
i’m gonna have to be your mother f-ckin tutor
now first, get yourself some talent son
cuz your b-tch -ss ain’t got none
now i’m gonna have to take you to cl-ss
and try to shove some knowledge straight up your fat -ss
run around yelling insulin gang
making fun of your diabetes to hide your small w-ng
lil beetus, with a little p-n-s
your mamma wishes she aborted when he was a fat fetus but hey
he plays football, start on the left bench
never gets on the field
but now, still, in sweat and drenched
keep talking sh-t with your snaggletooth
i’m gonna put you down now like john wilkes booth
you show that someone can live without a brain
and your face f-cking gives me f-cking eye strain
this game’s mine again, ain’t nothing has changed
you always talking about you could smash
but in reality, you’re just a f-cking fat p-ss
your rappin’s like your sense of humor, sh-ts so f-cking stale
i’m the alpha and you’re the beta male
i f-cking destroy you in everything i do
and now all i have to say is thank you
you gave me the excuse, to beat your f-cking -ss
and now look at you, you just look like the ultimate jack-ss
dude, you just ran outta luck
look at yourself, you little diabetic f-ck
this battle was done, before it even begun
look at the scoreboard, i’ve already won
now don’t ever try to step to me
you losing to me was a guarantee
i don’t really know how to judge my songs as scores
but now i know, your mom said she loves my d-ck better than yours



Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...