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the boys (soundcloud) – elijah diss lyrics

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[intro: crazy frog]
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[chorus: asa, sam, christian, nate]
wasn’t gonna take aim but elijah’s flow is type lame
yeezys so phony reminds me of aspartame
2k pc built that sh-t easy
won’t stress his gpu but got time for graffiti
too busy frying sprinkles to feed our snake
still cheifing on the splee during his tea break
f-cked with your mom and then i called her back
crossed out your name after my diss track

[verse 1: nate]
here’s a little verse ’bout a man named elijah
so many abs like he lives at the playa (playa)
finna crack him open like his last name piñata (pow)
spent all his cash on a gold balaclava (what)
man’s so short got a height infection
flash his grills like a misdirection (‘cheesin)
from the lo-fi playing jinseng – affection
tone so mono he’s got no inflection (d-mn)
billy mays screaming but got no erection
my man washes dishes with imperfection (ayy)
banana costume is his contraception
skips so much like cl-ss not in session (ayy)
luces de colores are his real obsession
but his setups so wack ‘givin me depression
(d-mn i’m really sad)
like his spanish sk!lls: just a bad impression
él necessitas un gran correction (spanish ting)

[chorus: asa, sam, christian, nate]
wasn’t gonna take aim but elijah’s flow is type lame
yeezys so phony reminds me of aspartame
2k pc built that sh-t easy
won’t stress his gpu but got time for graffiti
too busy frying sprinkles to feed our snake
still cheifing on the splee during his tea break
f-cked with your mom and then i called her back
crossed out your name after my diss track

[verse 2: nate]
no se que occurió con su reflection
but he’s ‘starin at the mirror with straight abjection
(man, hope he’s okay)
two combs won’t help with your resurrection
neither will his full-on hype beast collection (yeezys)
now let’s talk about some sh-t that my man invented
no i don’t just mean his heely collective
but his whole wardrobe sh-ts straight affected
(why do we cop)
do i needa hit you with that invective? (yeah)
fake chain fake grills fake ring fake sk!lls
fake taste fake bills fake swag fake chill (d-mn)
(just gonna let that one sink in for a ‘sec)
(no worries though, we’re jay ceeing)
in bikini bottom there’s no trouble (mm)
shout out elijah’s spongebob muscles
just cause he’s strong he don’t hustle? (oh)
heres a question for your boots: got buckles?
(f-ck a pilgrim)

[chorus: asa, sam, christian, nate]
wasn’t gonna take aim but elijah’s flow is type lame
yeezys so phony reminds me of aspartame
2k pc built that sh-t easy
won’t stress his gpu but got time for graffiti
too busy frying sprinkles to feed our snake
still cheifing on the splee during his tea break
f-cked with your mom and then i called her back
crossed out your name after my diss track

[outro: nate, crazy frog]
(d-mn. don’t think there’s anything else to say.)
(talk sh-t, get hit. that’s all there is to it.)
(ding ding)



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