kkkyle - yungcamoff & envyhoes lyrics
[verse 1 : yung cam]
why you not answering, tell ’em that we lied, b*tch
so much proof, what you say, that sh*t’ll get me fried, b*tch
we both know it’s you, huh, you and i
i know you ain’t alone, tell mahel that i said “hi”
so many d*ckriders, yet you got some small sh*t
i keep wondering how your girl lettin’ you hit
maybe she didn’t, you probably forced her
just like karolin, kyle, do you remember?
why you not answering, tell ’em that we lied, b*tch
for all the sh*t you done, we can go eye for eye, b*tch
faking tourettes, you think we haven’t rеalized?
what about them ticks? we havе never seen them live
it’s not a 1v1, you thought wrong, yeah that’s right
we hatin on you for all the sh*t that you typed
if i call the cops, you don’t got miranda rights
let me call someone, she’s gon cook you, alright
[verse 2 : envyhoes]
hey cam, what you need?
aight, bet
f*cking your hoe, nevermind she a kid
you’re getting scared, you don’t got *rs*nic
now you’re pøltergei$t, i can see right through it
you aren’t safe, i’ma hit you with this
chris*chan of nerdcore, 85 disses
police at your door, come out and say cheese
was not the police, it was me and my gs
show us the chats, why you saying this?
you sayin the n*word? boy you white as f*ck
i’m always balling, you can call me shaq
you slide in dms, i’m sliding on this
you got that face and that p diddy rizz
why you keep texting underage kids?
why you tellin’ lies? i seen them proofs
you just projecting, now the creep is you
ping in your server ’cause you broke as h*ll
your parents hate you, man that i can tell
you ain’t grown up right, faking tourettes
got a call from the daycare, was one of your ex
are you gon’ reply? is the baby scared?
you threaten old friends, “i’ll do this and that”
you talking mad sh*t, and then you backstab
can’t keep a secret, you doxxed your friends
i just can’t wait for your career to end
how are you gon’ diss me? let me see you try
you got nothing on me, goodbye
was this good?
[verse 3 : yung cam]
yah, it was good, let me trash him some more
tryna swipe the dust under the rug, you did this before
it’s some crazy sh*t you did, don’t you try to deny it
if you try to lie after this diss, no one’s gonna buy it
i got three songs released, yet i’m still better than you
i made one diss on yo ass, now you threatening to sue
yo producer tag is lame and you don’t know how to rhyme
this lowkey hurts my ears, get this outta spotify
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