CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : RiceGum Disstrack

Left the House guess you lost that Clout
You was funny once, but nowadays you be selling out
Think you Hookie Pookie, but you not what it's all about
Rapping like you got a snout and a brick in yo f**king mouth
Ay! We running like a rat for that cheddar
Hop on that Rice beat, we gone do it better
This bullet to your head and that b*t*h with the afro
Kill you both on the same track that's a collateral
I've been making hella disstracks, I'll b*t*h you a distraction
Yung Holy could Diss God, but Diss God turning you to fractions
Awful rapping and your friends ain't had enough of
Now your the sh*tty content that you always made fun of
Got no bars, got no flow, and no one really f**king likes you
All hella dislikes on the channel keep posting must excite you
This ya funeral lil' b*t*h and I'vе been sent here to invitе you
Take the knee now I'm yo god and lil' boy I done spite you
Your relevance is no more than a memory
In this industry a joke is all that you will ever be
Exposing KSI but man it's really gettin' hard to see
With all the c*m stains spread across ya f**king screen
Dissing Tanner for falling in a thot curse
Rice family check yourself you falling in a thought curse
Made some sh*tty songs, new songs getting worse
Selling out faster then some merch at a God church
Comment bout yo life on ya head now I'm pinning it
Everyone got the noti but ain't nobody clickin' it
Using all these thots for clicks and I've been getting sick of it
Yeah you started this trend and lil' b*t*h I'm finna finish it
All this clickbait it should be a f**king crime
50k on a Rolly cause you tryna buy time
Reacting to the vids looking like an enzyme
Pull up like Optimus but we ain't even in our Prime
Yo channels a wave, you rode till it crashed
Now you panic pullin sh*t content out ya f**kin ass
Dissregardin all ya fans just to make that money fast
People only clickin vids tryna see a whores ass
Built like a f**king stick, and I got this f**king chop
Acapella at the end this kid must be f**king stopped
Searchin Fiverr find a writer
Drop yo ass off make it lighter
f**kin liar f**kin scammer
Girl an actor you just canned her
Just like Poki you done banned her
This my table mind your manners
Dissing lightweights dissing Tanner
Misha said it your're just cancer
We just better you won't answer
Horny kids you f**kin pander
Gabbie Hanna you just slammed her
Hit the phone and make your hand hurt
Rice up on the menu man I guess it's time to devour
Make a diss back, then I hit you with that full counter
Fire ball breathing on this b*t*h they goin call me Bowser
Pay that sl*t one quarter
She pretending that she let you pound her
Mother love me long time long time
But no one love you in a long time like Rewind
Yeah you lost your girl to an E-Boy on TikTok
Now you is a Tier 3 sub to the Poki thot
Wing wong wing wong b*t*h I hit ya with my ching chong
Pull up to ya house goin stupid goin ding dong
In the sweatshop is the only place you belong
Dump my ling in ya hoe, just like she some wonton
Like some wonton and I ain't talkin soup
Best Asian in the game, you a f**king piece of poop
Me and Void strapped up we the f**king lethal troop
Just bought a c*ck ring it's a f**king Froot Loop