Verse 1:
(Mmmmm)
Thought there was a demon here to diss
Just a snot-nosed kid?
Big surprise!
Now, what the fuck?
Think you're winnin'?
Cuz you're kiddin'
Hope you know what you've committed
This ain't Minecraft that I'm building with your blocks
Not 100,000 streams
Only get it in your dreams
Only time you're getting views and all of them are cuz of me!
Drop my name and get a click
And you're thinking that you're sick?
Fam, you're 10 so why the fuck you telling me to suck your dick?
You're a minor like a sad note
A major being fake woke
The only major had in anything
Your rapping's all a big joke!
You can't afford your own phone
Way too young to even smoke
But young enough to know you started this (for real though!)
You'd want an autograph for your ungrateful little ass
Why you texting me? Get back to class!
Come back when you have a hall pass
You think that you're a badass?
You're scared when you emit gas
You shit yourself, let's ask my friend who got the last laugh
Bridge:
Keep pretending you're a rapper
Never will be one of us
I hope you're feeling guilty
And you must be, I'm not talking J Hus!
Talk about my mom? Damn, that's crazy!
At least my mom is out here not just pushing up daisies!
Verse 2:
Did I touch a nerve?
I must have, you look pissed
You think that you're the shit and that's because you've had your ass kissed
Your shit ain't even tasty!
Your shit's so fucking lazy!
"You suck!" "I'm gonna kill you!"
And you think that's gonna dissipate me?
The only thing you're dissipating is your whole future
Won't graduate from school if you keep acting like a shooter
Get back up upon the scooter
Don't pretend you're Martin Luther
Cuz while he's an inspiration, you're nothing but a loser!
Wait, your name was "Skittles"?
I'm laughing to my core!
Cuz that's a rapper's name I never thought I'd hear before
If you're the Skittles, I'm the M&Ms in this candy store
With features you can't afford cuz your pockets don't define "broke"!
Stop acting like you're woke, you get off playing with the fake phone!
You're young, but wait til you realize how you found out that you've grown old
Panic! You're a kid, and I've become the Anakin
I had to come and humble you, don't want a second Jake Paul
[Beat Switch]
Interlude:
Oh, you thought I was done?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Let's go
Verse 3:
Young Garcia, fam, don't you try and clap back
Break me in half? Come and then get some!
Please, bitch, I suggest you stop
No gang in your corner, admit
Talk about my blood, you're gonna get dissed
Think you can rap but you can't make a hit!
Fuck your kitchen! You can't switch the flow or stream, bitch!
Ima keep going
Genius overloading, streams overflowing
So stop the moaning, quit controlling
Your reputation's exploding
You don't have the balls, why you talking?
You know about sex? So what's poppin'?
Don't chat shit again!
Don't usually take an offence, but you trashed my mom so repent!
(ha ha ha!)
If you started rap cuz of me, I'm your father in this iconic scene
Wanna be me?
You can't be me, so you wanna destroy me
Son, take a seat please
Now, rap is a sport that you can't ignore
Like a candy store that you've been before
But you don't belong, we use metaphors
And we've set the course, but your voice is hoarse
You ain't doing tours with no vision boards
And I read DMs, I'm not reading yours
And I don't endorse a fake death of course, but I'm killing this war with no remorse!
I got different homes, I don't count the floors
But there's lots of space for these starting wars, cuz I'm using force
Look at the score, I've won so don't come back for more, bitch!
Outro:
GG motherfucker!
