THRILLSHOT

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You sound like a Bitch, Bitch
Shut the f*ck up
Your tracks are hate magnet
F*ck your beard Weird
Alright

You yelling at the mic, you weird beard
We doing this once
Your beard's weird, why you yelling' at the mic
Ben just hit me on text
Last night I listen your diss track

Wait, you dissing me I'm perplexed,
Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next, damn
You want me to have a heart attack
Was checking your views on your weird tracks
You started doing shit, then you started doing shitty rap

Luke Luke Son, Listen man Dad isn't mad
But how you gonna name yourself after a damn gun and a man bun

Now, I woke, eyes open, undeniable
Supplying smoke, got your neck choked
Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me
I say one call to interscope and you're crazy

Everybody asking LUKE Bitch, Who
No one knows you and the whole crowd yelling, Woo
A backbiter stays back, A back biter
You're Fucking mole hill, I will make a mountain out of you

Ho, Chill, actin' like you put chrome barrel to my bone marrow
Gunner Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow
Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, spraying' lead
Playing' dead, that's the only time you hold still

Are you eating fish and chips?
You dick sucker
What the f*ck, loose some weight Luke you are fat fucker
Dictionary

Yo Luke, your diss track sucked
Just go back to your diss tracks
Know your fact before you come at me lil goof
Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch?

Yeah, I have enough money through my YouTube to burn it in front of you,ho
Younger than me? No, you the whack me
It's funny, but so true
I'd rather be 80 year old me than 20 year old you

Go play, feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay
Got the Luke okay so you spent your whole day
Shooting a video just to fucking dig your own grave
Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat

You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay
Next to Taylor Swift, and that Iggy ho, you about to really blow
Luke, they'll be putting your name
Next to Ja, next to Benzino, die, motherfucker

Like the last motherfucker saying' me in vain
Alien brain, you Satanist (yeah)
My biggest flops are your greatest hits
The game's mine again and ain't nothing changed but the locks

So before I slay this bitch, mwah, give Luke a kiss
Gotta wake up Labour Day to this (the f*ck)
Been rich-shamed by some prick using my name for clickbait
In a state of bliss cause I said his goddamn name

Now I Gotta cock back, aim, yeah, bitch, pop champagne to this
It's your moment, this is it
As big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it
Had to give you a career to destroy it

Lethal injection, go to sleep six feet deep
I'll give you a C for the effort, but if I was three
Foot 11, you'd look up to me, and for the record

You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second
Lick a ballsack to get on my channel
Give your life to be as solidified
This mothafuckin shit is like Rambo when he's out of bullets

So what good is a fuckin tape nerd when it's out of ammo?
Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper
How the f*ck can him and I battle?
He'll have to f*ck Luke in my flannel

I'll give him my sandal
Cause he knows long as I'm sparkles, he's gonnna have to live in my shadow
Exhausting, letting off on my offspring
Like a gun barrel, bitch, get off me

You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see
You're fuckin salty cause young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey
Your red sweater, your black leather
You dress better, I rap better

That a death threat or a love letter?
Little white toothpick
Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick
Thanks for dissing me

Now I had an excuse on the mic to write, "Not Alike"
But really, I don't care who's in the right
But you're losing the fight you picked
Who else want it, Luke?

Attempt fails, Budden, L's
Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as cottonelle
ThrillShot I will not fail I'm with the doc still
But this idiot's boss pops pills and tells him he's got skills

But Luke he admits everything what he said, ah
I'm sick of you Bein' whack
And still Usin' that motherfuckin auto-Tune, so let's talk about it (let's talk about it)
I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth need to get the cock up out it before we can even talk about it (talk about it)

I am sick of your black hair And you're living
Just cause you look in the mirror and think you're sparkles (sparkles)
Don't mean you are, and you're not about it

So just leave my dick in your mouth, and keep my matter out it
You fucking oh wait your last name woolly what the f*ck

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