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Catfish
M.W.A. Cowboy, motherfucker
Brian

Yeah, never had to walk from anybody
Always been it from the jump
Yeah, never a hater, never gave a fuck about a hater
Never been a
Yeah, an innovator, fuck an imitator
Drop hot potato son
Take 'em back to feed my
With Baby D and the of Crunk
Rest in Peace Grip Plyaz, Speakerfoxxx, and Bar
in Peace, Zoo, you ain't dead but to me you are
Still Dixie bitch, still waving that flag, I'm
New in everything I drop, whether I sing or rap, ask Dax
Suit up, you gonna need a
Leaving these chewed up
Like a in a backpack
I'll hang up the Ku Klux and I got to act black
I'll a cracker like I crack a plastic bag of Cracker Jacks
Pull up your bra, quit your guts
You better cork bo-ttle
You feeling yourself, like jerking off to
You willing to bet, I'll a splash like pot-holes
After it rains, your name just like a snot nose
You'll be running, trying to what's coming
But the exit's blocked, fucked, oh to be a woman
There's only one Wayne, there's only one Klever
As for the other white boy Gadsden (Pst), whatever
You're welcome, now take that diss and run with it
around and I'll surround you like circumferences
You build a house of hate around what I have brung to
Game, I'll make that your home
Like the Sons of did
Lame, I'm all the way up, woke,
You you flame, you all the way suck, choke, burnt
Bitch I'm on fire like holiday nuts, holding
You want the go, I'm all the way buck, you'll
Hop in the backseat bitch, is snoozing
You could use an Uber, like a pupil
I'm a teacher, reach ya for the ruler, I'ma bruise your ego
Abuse and move the hall, against the wall stupid
the man? Who's the tutor?
Letters flying 'til the ghetto
The police are now, "Who's the shooter?"
Here I go, with a trenchcoat and a rifle
Ten down up like a light pole
Middle finger up like a Black horn
I was born for the storm, I'm at in a shit cyclone
Never let be bygones
I'll say, "See ya later, adios", bitch
Rapping obese is bygone
Never the culture that I loved would be this sleazy
His videos all look alike, no wonder they see me
Is this the guy that said he was the white boy
the one with dyed blonde hair? What the fuck
Hold up,
I can't let this Tom Cruise lookin' just paddle by
Don't if I'm watching Vanilla Ice or Vanilla Sky
Mathers may have ignored you
But if you want the smoke, the foil
I'll boil you till the dry
Have a nice day
I'm a breed, I'm a wolf, OK?
Got so many styles I could be a boy
So little boy flows some O.J. poured in the
With your pancakes
Mama's little helper, Daddy's bae
Put the bae bae kids in my
the pepper spray and a banana for AKs
holler, "Mayday, mayday"
Then take it to the bank, another payday
Oh, you a baller? Well, take the and
Let me here kick shit Pelé
The of the shit they say, I'm permanently amazed
And your whiskey sucks, one sip
I to go straight back to AA
Who else? I would diss Post but he don't even rap
Fuck it, fuck Post Malone, because
Let's see if he back
All that chain stitching from bill
And the cowboy and hats
Damn Posty, why can't we be
Our clothes already
Poser, biter, appropriation
Give a fuck how many records you
fan you made is a leaf off of my tree
Boy you're my seed, another mullet in the
With the I see
I picked a bone with Post Malone
And did it all on a beat
Dribble the middle up
on 'em like I'm in the NBA
Look I don't really give a
Tell me what do I gotta lose
mobbin' in the pickup
Throw a middle finger out the window when I
Trunk III bruh, you gon' know how I feel about MGK
Beethoven is rolling over in his
Cause I'm a anaconda
With the energy, electrical wave
of an anomaly, Shady
Bumping daily crazy, someone save me
Nothing made me baby
No one's playing, you pay me

Trunk III