All these fucking weebs getting sent to hell
I meant you well, you turned round, gave my chest a shell
I'm blessed so well, I caught it, it ain't even leave a scratch
Y'all be tender, cause on Tinder, you never receive a match
Squeeze, Detach, I'm just listing ways to off your head
The way y'all B holding L's, it's like I often said
And you, finna catch the AX, I'm spitting facts, and that's the truth
You can call this shit abortion, Blax be killing off the youth
Look, y'all be tweeting, and scheming, but never bring the heat
Listened to some verses, I'm thinking you niggas skipped a beat
Like, y'all be setting the bar low, it's six inches deep
Coming for our cadence, your delivery's a little weak
I expect it to be free, that's a clap
Hanging on my every word, and you agree, it's a wrap
I ain't talking Chipotle, paper, but really, based on that
I'll be running up on your team, like I gotta stay on track
First, I'll come for Haz, you just a Tik, you shouldn't Talk
Got too big for his britches, but he ain't cooking like The Rock
Leave him shot, he won't last a single round, when I punch 'em
I eat pussies for breakfast, a little late, like a luncheon
... You coming at Breeton for clout remixing
But just listened to your tracks, and it's all the shit that he dissing
Like really, who is you kidding? Yourself? Look in the mirror, b
This nigga think he rap, but he wack, looking like Mirror B
I think this a conspiracy, against all in the #LOOP and shit
Y'all can't come at my Bois, just stick to Packing, cause we too legit
You useless bitch, you a side character with a complex
I'm always getting bread, your wallet flat, cause you got naan, since
I keep it all, Monopoly, ain't nobody taking my property
See, this bitch stuck in poverty, when I drive by, he cop a plea
But this copper see, the shit that you be doing on the side
Truly Lucky for Breeton, you killed yourself, like suicide
Bitch, I'm feeling heavenly, just like a deity
I don't believe in Godz, so I'll kill that nigga easily
Really wanted smoke, I'll light a fire in his soul
If I kick it, he dodging, I think I got the winning goal
It's kinda funny, how quick this nigga gotta dissociate
You called your diss Infinite, I think my diss will only take
A couple seconds, at most, you thinking you can have hope
Send you to the Underworld, kill everybody that spoke
And I, am so fucking sick and tired of this Cranium bar
Used that shit last year, it was old then, but these same people are
Gassing themselves, I'll leave em, gasping for help
Beating, on all of my kids, till they, Casper the belt
I'm just saying they go ghost, and leave a body, that's a homi
All these niggas better bounce, like a straight man drawing Nami
You got me? I'll toss this nigga, going deep, it results in
The end of his story, you won't see this Adult Swim
Like how y'all dissing all these bystanders
Leave you on ya toes, until you schmoving, like dancers
My standards? Low, but y'all a mess, I need a napkin
All these niggas saying nothing, funny, they on Chaplin
Like Charlie spazzing, biting my finger at every, one of you
Don't need Shadow Clones, homie, I still feel like, double you
Stuck in Academia, like really, I'm just, someone who
Is mad Sivaden didn't diss, I'm thinking that his, judgment due
Said you King of Bakas, I hope your lames at me
Now I'll leave a hole in his head, I'm on my James Hadley
I don't go to Chase, I'm just gon' lie here in wait
Ironic Halloween is soon, you gonna die near the date
I'm lying, I ain't, mad, I'm furious, like Sam Jackson
Marvel at the Iron in my Fist, till I blast 'em
You can't block this punch, feel free to block me on Twitter
Just know by taking that action, that you will not be the winner
I'm colder than Winter, hotter than Summer, you gonna Fall if I Spring
A gift to slaying, stick to praying, I do not need a thing
Unless it's sticks or stones, to break your bones, I'll do it with ease
Thinking you fly? Well I'm the Alpha to this Delta. Nigga, please!
Melting Deez, with every word spoke
I write in a cursed Note, the type that really burns folk
You finna hold the L, I'm Light Yagami with the homi
Better stick to writing tweets instead of rapping, this was light, ya got me?
How y'all taking all this shit personal?
Need some real eyes, not shocking when I go surgical
Stop getting offended when we talking our shit
Or else you'll really peep Elvis, aim the Glock at ya Hip
Better Hop, if you wanna stick to Rapping a bit
I don't do Poetry no more, but I'm still snapping and shit
I'm back with my clique, soon you'll know that LOOP is the word
All my dogs be making magic happen, Lupin the third
