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red riley - this is rap. lyrics

(hook, red.)

might have just listened to your diss
stupid b-tch didn’t know that he’s a kid
i’m gonna say it to you one time get your own rhymes and don’t try to f-ck with bigger fish
i got clout! i got clout!
why you being so d-mn loud
reverb on a track ain’t never make them b-tches bounce
like i said, ain’t a man
you gon need some better friends
what you do, is you lie
you gon need another plan ayy

(verse 1, red.)

i understand why your b-tches cheated on you (uh)
you looking sad, come on tell me what’s the issue? (uh)
oh it’s zen with sh-t he never said? emphasizing that you mad at the man that made you mad famous
big bad wolf didn’t let you release your trash
guess your -ss is cursed b-tch you just made me mad
take this maxi pad, you may need it for the blood
uppercut this h-m-phobe, who you talking to bub?
i don’t really get it, why you got an issue
don’t make me tell them bout how you use your tissues
shown me loli p-rn tell me that’s what gets his body warm
his body rolls go so deep ravines on top his body bro
ugly motherf-cker go get yourself a pedicure
how you got some p-ssy i’m never sure
your mummy say i’m fit as f-ck
i’m sure she would say the same if you sit up from your sh-tty hut
guess i’ll just have you in my dust
in’t you g-y by the awy you got your una-brow
boih them brows touchtingtips i bet you hate them now
12 years old and you think you’re famous now
because you bought your plays while acting way too heinous, how?
you’re way too big for your boots and trying to come for crowns
i know you liked prince, you should’ve known i’ll skin you
you just a mole b-tch, i’m about to make a mountain out of you
be in fight club? b-tch you better know that’s my club

(chorus, red.)

f-cking with the crew, f-cking with the crew uh
who the f-ck is bub, tell me what he do
uh
he will fight? hen he bettet make me lose
uh
easy tame the kid, throw at him some food
uh

(verse 2, red.)

lose your boys rad come ntep to me one to one
if you wanna go then you should fusking come
oh i cap on other people’s beats, oh how embarr-ssrng
cyihe you work for me you’re a never been
fighp club ts wilfcat you deose motherf-cker
i’m almost sorry that i had to crush ya
my b-tch rap better, now i call her feminem
i founded this team don’t you tell me how to run this sh-t
thought i was too nice now tell me who the f-ck is running b-tch
captain kush be on that crunch so what the f-ck are you doing
your head on a pike tell me how you f-cking losing
ego big as moby d-ck, not gonna lie you kinda look like him too
favorite doom tape be mmn. food

(verse 3, red.)

200 pound feind make your body graves free it can be a big -ss party bring your friends and family down i’ll murk all you motherf-ckers leaving your fat-ss f-cking sparked, shut up and while you shutting up put a shirt on atleast a b-tton up, yuck
i can’t stand your big -ss
get on beat bub, menlion want’s a firefight
and honestly at this point i’m sure that he’s right
so don’t be coming along trying to throw a couple fights
motherf-cker

- red riley lyrics

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