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reece rowan - fart beat (diss on the boys) lyrics

[verse 1: paxx]
ay, yo f+ck all these guys
f+ck them all
f+ck alex, f+ck dallas, f+ck nolin, f+ck jerry, f+ck
not f+ck devin, i love devin
talk about the milk boy your mom is a milf, boy
hit it from the back i’m a mother f+cking playboy
you ain’t ever employed, get you some coin boy
you a f+cking soy boy
big boy sucking on big c+cks
f+cker from n.y. the bronx
head full of rocks
he ain’t got no brains
he ain’t get no gains
he ain’t get no b+tches
he sitting on the benches at all of his games
b+tch with a bowl cut, i ain’t gotta say much
he flames himself all the girls in disgust
i stay with big bucks, giving no f+cks
now i’m on the track, you’ve run out of luck
i stay strapped while you stay strapped on
can’t even sit when your girlfriend is gone
ah get f+cked

[verse 2: reece rowan]
nolin’s a f+cking simp
and jerry stinks
nolin’s a simp for his girlfriend who f+cks his ass
dallas a twink and he looks like a muskrat
jerry’s a wimp and at games yeah he eats the grass
alex you think you’re the sh+t but you’re in to that
breaking all these ankles like i’m o+b+f+cking+j
shaking like i’m jerry when alex says hey
faking being straight when he fruity and he g+y
nothing wrong with that just come out man hey, we’ll support you
about to go f+cking in man you guys are not relevant
not popular prevalent
i’m so sick i need medicine
but y’all gone need bed rest
y’all babies need breast fed
[verse 3: lil p]
check
check, one
one, two
stepping in on the track, think it’s wack
’til you find out who it is that i’m talking ’bout
yes you, not him, not her, not them, then, there
and you see who i’m calling out
but i’m coming straight from the brain
i’m bringing you in on the pain
a to the r, d to the e, j to the f, n to the c
with the video games, calling all the names
going insane in the membrane
so dumb you think yoda’s last name is layheehoo, yodelayheehoo
haven’y been here long, but i stay here strong
isn’t anything that i’m scratching on
yo ho ho
now you got too much dip on your chip
lil p and i’m out

[outro: paxx, reece rowan]
wait wait, wait
how the f+ck did we leave out devin?
man i don’t know but we gotta say something
f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin
f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin
f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin
f+ck devin, f+ck devin, f+ck devin
man devin we didn’t really mean that we’re sorry
but you know what? f+ck justin too for not even being here
and even worse, f+ck lanty for not even showing up for the pictures
we’re out

- reece rowan lyrics

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