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Bodybag (XO Kaden & Trippy J Diss) Lyrics by AJaxz

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[Intro: AJaxz]
Man, I know you not talkin'. You? With yo old Carl Wheezer, Sheen Estevez lookin' ass boy. Shit, you gon' regret that. Ha
[Verse 1: AJaxz]
I'll put you in a casket wrapped up in plastic
Two fags in a bodybag, God, it's fantastic
You numb nuts, dumb fucks, gettin' ether
Let me teach you about teachin' lessons, I'll be the teacher
Kaden, you fat fuck better stick to eatin' food
But next time don't bite off more than what you can chew
This bitch don't need beef, he need a nutritionist
I guess I'm a polygamist, got your bitch and mine
Tell Kylie when she's ready again to hit my line
And Trippy tell your mom that on the real that bitch is fine
I ain't wanna do it, but fuck it you faggots pushed me
I'd let you fuck my girl, but I'm sorry, she don't like pussy
You stepped up to a veteran, I'll murder you rookies
We gon' pull up in hoodies, your castles crumble like cookies
I'll put your eyeballs in your mouth so you can watch what you say
Here, hold this (What that?)
It's the letter after K
Your flow is garbage, all of your lyrics off beat
Who lied to you and told you you could compete
I'll leave you hangin' from a thread, call the suicide hotline
I got a Hot 16 and a hot 9
I'm a killer don't tempt me
I'm puttin' you six feet
Your whack lyrics make my ears bleed when I hear it
You get clapped like applause, and everybody is cheerin'
On the highway to Hell, I'm in the driver's seat steerin'
This is your career end
Where it all stops
You better hang up the mic and get back to your crusty socks
I heard your other shit, and I wasn't impressed
Your ghost writer should've worked overtime, I guess
I got 'em both shook, walkin' 'round with vest
I got 'em thinkin' they should invest in a Tech
Your first grade vocab. is worse than I thought
All them disses aimed at us were just shots in the dark
You fags already finished then, I ain't even start
You claim your verse was fire, but I ain't hear a spark
And I ain't feel no heat
This that type of that make your soul burn slowly, that ether
Someone should've told you that shootin' wasn't a wise move
You guys knew that dissin' would have you die soon
I'm here to advise you
A thousand view ain't got nothing to do with luck
It just means that a thousand people are retarded as fuck
Load up the trucks and the caravans
I'm the son of Sam
Choppa make you do the Running Man
I'll have you runnin' man
I got your bitch in the left and got your chain in the other hand
[Monologue: Lil Turb]
You know, AJ, I don't think Imma do this. I think Imma back out. Yeah, I mean, they don't want no smoke anyway... SIKE!
[Verse 2: Lil Turb]
Smoked up, smoked up
These boys don't want no smoke
Kaden can't hardly handle that Juul smoke
Trippy J, boy, just go away
You ain't got no rhythm, boy
Quit tryna be Chris Brown
Rap God, Rap Devil, I'm the Rap King
Y'all a fiend for the clout
I can see [?] when I'm lookin' in your direction
I'm seeing right through
Gay boy, quit tryna make me blush
You say my bars are whack
You can't even lift a ball or run up on a track
Y'all boys look like a threesome with a Triceratops
I can make all the fat jokes about you, Kaden
But keep that bandana on your face
I'll give you some Proactiv to get that acne off your face
You rounder than the blunt I rolled last night
Boy, take off that Nike sweatshirt, you know you look like trash
I got 6 foot homies that's ready to beat yo ass
Y'all might as well go back to trick shottin'
Your bars as weak as Nick Cannon's
You juulin' in the shower
That's as far as you get from Wild 'n' Out
That so-called fanbase you had
Damn, gettin' head from your girl with no seatbelt
Your fanbase is the size of a disformed fetus
I don't know what's smaller, your fanbase or your penis
Yeah, ayy
Man, that's what we felt
You got 1K views off a YouTube single
That ain't nothing
I got 1K bands off my debut single
And the racks keep comin'
I already got a song on Genius
But most importantly, I got a song on yo girl's playlist
Yeah, she keep comin'
I swear to God, Trippy if I hear one more song of you singin'
You'll hear on the news (Local rapper commits suicide)
On the same day
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