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white zinfandel - second round ti.k.o. lyrics

uhhh
its mailtime music
white zinfandel getting loose
kfc
cream cheese
this one’s for duncan, tiko
about to knock this b-tch out
young unsweetened!

[verse 1: kfc]

time to step up to the table
play some tiko texas hold em
i’m about to call this bluff
make tiko texas fold em
i keep it 100
this diss track gon’ be a breeze
when black twitter hears this
gon’ be crying face emojis
so p-ss me the aux cord
bout to set this chick ablaze
she thought she’s gon’ blow up
but now she’s going down in flames
the funny thing is, you still really think you’re famous
what part don’t you understand b-tch?
i’m the one who made this
without me, there is no you
you’re just a f-cking big sean stan
career about to end from a nerdy f-cking baseball fan
i wasn’t gonna make this track
but then i knew i had to
hey tiko, we’re not laughing with you
we’re laughing at you
i thought you could rhyme
but b-tch you clearly got nothin
only thing worse than you flow
is that disgusting belly b-tton
like an extraterrestrial
i can’t even stand next to you
i roasted you once
now time to finish the rest of you

you told us numbers never lie
so why don’t you tell the truth, tiko?
needed stoolies to pay to get in the booth, tiko
needed me to get people to hear your tunes, tiko
truth be told you look like a f-cking cartoon, tiko
face like sam c-ssell, with a nose like patrick ewing
t–th like michael strahan, what the f-ck are you doing?
duncan got more game than you
and duncan got more fame than you
about to ether tiko texas
make you change your name boo

you’re welcome for the 15 minutes
now i’m moving p-ssed ya
first rapper to be murdered
by a blogger slash podcaster

[hook: robbie rosen]
i’m going for the knock out
sittin at the top now
every time i drop, i drop
i stand up
never gonna tap out
i’ma be a star now
i ain’t gonna stop
the game’s in my blood

going for the
knock kn-knock knock kn-knock knock out
hit the switch
time to go lights out
never gon, never gon, never gon stop now
knock, kn-knock, knock kn-knock knock out!

[verse 2: kfc]
tiko texas, ashes
i burned with that torch, boy
but my work ain’t finished here
it’s time to rip on portnoy
i waited long enough
finally time for me to deliver
when i’m finished with you dave
your family gonna be sitting shiva
i’m sorry mrs. portnoy
he shoulda never messed with me
thats his worst mistake
since turning down that draft kings equity
the way i spit these bars
will turn your brain into a noodle
the last time that you got smoked
was by my golden f-cking doodle
so now i’m coming for that head
i’m chopping necks like isis
i’ll put you out your misery
i’ll end that mid-life crisis

big schnoz
hair plugs
quasimodo hunchback
take one look at pres
and my stomach gives its lunch back
38 by 30, what a stumpy f-cking shylock
sit right down and shut your mouth
i’ll slap your face with my…p-n-s
man, f-ck it, you ain’t nothin without me
you’d be giving bieber blow js
hepat-tis b
i knock the air out your b-lls
you’ll be calling me deflategate
you’re old as f-ck and going bald
they kicked you off of j date

[hook]

some ratchet hoodrat b-tch, coming at me and my dog?

its all about the entenmann’s, baby (repeat x4)

cream cheese on the track!

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