Narcisissy (Gag City) (feat. Asmodia, Aceomy & LegallyLaila)
AKA Ezzy
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Yeah, I am a narcissist, I am a narcissist Thank you for realizing that and me being a narcissist Has me with a platform For you to come on my page and talk shit about me I do not know who you are, baby (Asmodia) And nobody else does, does, does, does (Gag this bitch) Jealousy who? Jealous bitch when Bitch, I'm not jealous, you can't push a pen Drop this at nine, trap me at ten Kicked you out Keto, now Keto, go in I need a Bible, but never sinned You the one sucking in the back of vans (Pause) This nigga subbing in back of the vans Witchy, but uwu like madoka magika Made her friend, go proof like Abracadabra Killed your own career, but where is cadavera Oh she does not have one? (Haha) You got what you served on a China dish Don't make me call Chynna, trying to diss But Keto's do not diss for a bitch like this We take the track and make shit hits Copped a new Keto bitch, that's the clap back Baby don't got a bag, to stop that Tongue-tied trying to recite, y'all not that Rap bitch, you wannabe everyone clocked that Said I'm suicidal, stop that Bitch, you the one who made that opp track Knock her chin to floor will not bounce back Unless she fell into that stomach, but I popped that Bitch want a onomatopoeia (BAOW) Bitches still beg for the Keto queens' features Bitches still starve for a Keto queens' features Keto lost one, but we up two cleaners But we still cunt, still cuntalicious And when she shake it boys get vicious The realest dolls, the MH vision Come check it out, bitch you've been ended Knock her chin to the floor, she won't bounce back Heavy on it Now it really be over, can I get Chynna on the track Trying to diss, trying to diss? Asmodia let me hit them girl, I got this, I got this Miss Modia said, knock her chin to the floor But she will not bounce back, she will not bounce back Y'all made a op track, we made a bop track Now you're dealing with the repercussions, Barbie, finish her What's tea? I heard we were giving cunt Bitch, jealousy where, we do not compare Let me go brush my 50 inch hair Fatass rick ross, you do not eat your pears But if I'm on the mic, I do eat my peers Cunty, sickening, girls are screaming Bring it to the studio, we will leave you bleeding Always on the charts, our songs, they streaming And when it comes to bars, we will leave you seething Just getting top, while streaming my bops I'm always at top, your body's always slop Taking a shot while busting some shots You are getting knocked, you're leaving with knots Trying to act above, like some Pharisees Your highness, I'm your pharaoh b Battle against me, that ain't fair, you see I'll launch a rocket on you hoes, Pharah tease Been there, done that, i've been made hit tracks I've been in the lab, I've been getting bags. Chin this, chin that, when I pull up chins ran I'll get my lick back, you'll get your chin smacked Childish, but we can kiddy, kid, kid Swimming on the beat like I got fishy, fin, fins Trying to diss us, all we do is win, win Not on the hair, of you're chinny, chin, chin She said chins with two S's if you ain't catch that Every time we run down, chin runs away Where you going, chin, where you going, chin And this is for Queenie, you big, fat, nasty, swampy bitch Why you took me off the motherfucking schedule Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh We not saying names, oh, my bad, my bad Now wait a minute, I am going to say a name Chin, Queenie, Lexi, whoever else want it Now, we were sparing y'all, we were sparing y'all Laila, do what you got to do Gag It Jealousy this and jealousy that All that this proves is you cannot rap Obsessed over me, I make sure to lag Because in the UK, I'm smoking you fags You own the throne, but I am the heir Your time is up, it's in the thin air Step into me like climbing up stairs Couldn't compete and cannot compare Out on the floor, I'm getting my 10s Pushing these pens and checking these chins Rolling my strike, I'm knocking these pins If these girls is out, I'm on the end I'm knocking like Bruce and got no excuse Bitches say truce, because I will abuse Flying like goose, waist on reduce Bitches got rhymes, but I am the Suess One fish, two fish, four fish, cunt Fatties to the back and Keto's up front Fucking up the beat like I'm on the hunt But I eat real bad when I'm off the blunt I'm in my bag, these bitches is mad These bitches can choke, because I am the gag I am the doll, these bitches is wack And I could not be read, by a fat bitch in drag (Hahaha) Now, now, now, Laila might be the Suess But I am the lorax and I speak for the trees And when I say we all wanted chinny, chin, chin And we all got to do, what we got to do Catch this, you made a diss track We made a hit track, and we dissed you on it We gave you a whole track and we took top 10 on Billboard And you made bubbling under, bubbling under Are you dumb? Ontari, you chose a side, stay there (Aceomy)
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Written by: Aceomy Echelon, Asmodia Lust, Legally Laila, Tahj Mcclymont
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