
Stop all the thuggery Marshall, you living in luxury (damn) I know your ego is hurting just knowing that all of your fans discovered me (hi) The big bad bully of the rap game can’t take a fucking jokeīut I’m The Gunner, bitch, I got you in the scope (brra) They conference called me in the morning (what?) When you the one that called Diddy (facts) Let’s leave all the beefing to 50 (please) Trying to be the old you so bad you Stan yourself (ha) Now tell me, what do you stand for? (What?) Still can’t cover up the fact your last four albums is as bad as your selfie Let’s ask Interscope how you had Paul Rosenberg trying to shelf me (huh?) Let’s call Sway, ask why I can’t go on Shade 45 because of you (brrt) Let’s talk about the fact you actually blackballed a rapper that’s twice as young as you (let’s talk about it) Or we could get gully I’ll size up your body and put some white chalk around it I’m sick of you being rich and you still mad, let’s talk about itīoth of us single dads from the Midwest, we can talk about it I’m sick of them sweatsuits and them corny hats, let’s talk about it Like the Armageddon when the smoke settle

Homie we get it, we know that you’re the greatest rapper aliveįucking dweeb, all you do is read the dictionary and stay inside Took you six years and a surprise album just to come with a diss “I think my dad’s gone crazy,” yeah, Hailie, you rightĭad’s always mad cooped up in the studio, yelling at the mic


Tough talk from a rapper paying millions for security a year Ayy, somebody grab him some clippers (Zzz)
