Ha ha

Yo André

Whatchu think about this fake ass bitchClaiming to be all top tier

With a payed feature from Drake

Drake don′t even know who the fuck you are

But one day he'll know who we are though

Ye ye

Rooo!

Maybe I just got a little personal with it

Those exposure lines didn′t hurt your feelings did it?

How you claim to be a rapper when you don't rap?

You have no tracks

You sound like a white Kodak

Fuck that!

We don't need another one of those (No)

You′re just someone that I feel like I gotta expose (ha)

The music industry can′t take no more fakes (Ye ye)

That's why we′re here

Keeping it raw and forever real (Uh)

(Ye ye)

The kilter's off balance

With all these fake talents

Everyone′s a rapper now with all their fake talons

Scratching an pulling and yanking the chains dissing

When every shot they take I swear to god is fucking missing

I heard you got dissed by a rapper named

"Ghost Tha Don"

"Ghost Tha Don"?

Man I fucked your mom

Sike bitch I'm kidding

Both of your responses sucked ass, So I know that you won′t write back

But if you do on the flip side

Just know that

I will be here

So decide

If you want to take a chance at redemption just so you can get some real recognition (Ooo)

Go grab a pen

Or tap on your phone

I got plenty of evidence that you're fake clear as we know

You're a scamming fuck to me Michael, calling you out by your name

Enemy The Rapper huh guess to you we are one and the same (Ouch)

I won′t fall for the games (Nope)

But I′m bringing the blades (Ugh)

To cut the idea of you charting at all the fuck away (haha)

I said it once, and I'ma say it Again, I′m X-el do I really need an introduction (Wooo)

Metaphorically collecting body bags is a bad hobby I have

Especially when I'm mad

I′m very quick to attack

So Norbeck, finish this!

Show him and all his invisible fans whatchu you have

Ah shit, Ah shit, X-el, you could've told me that we back again

Another fucking rapper in the game that everybody already been saying that so I′m better than

But, I heard he got a feature from the best out

One call and I found out facts

And if he been paying for the features, but they ain't heard of his tracks

Adrenaline spike, my will over Mike

I'm older than ice, I′ve seen your ass out begging for likes

See, I′m the entity enemy is failing to see

Then you offer me a promo for like fifty a week

You've been paying for the plays, still less than a K

Inspecting the elements so it looks that you paid

But bro, I got 90k fans on my TikTok, and about mill on this other page

Yet if you do a little search, hoping it would work, you see that fans turned fake (Ye ye)

I′m the don, bring it on, I'ma hit it all raw

If you failing to ball, don′t ball at all

But the money sure came a long way (Uh)

But money just can't buy talent

Talking to all of your clients, and you must be lying if say you ain′t scamming

You got three people bumping your cloud

But, That's you on three different accounts

I'm a living independent fucking legend, when I hit it

It′s the pinnacle of every single part of your existence

Good riddance, I ain′t been finished, still been with it

Pen is like a pistol hitting you up when I whip it

And if you really sold about a milly, then How is it I ain't ever Seen a track (No no)

Cause I just went and did a little research, and the instrumentals ain′t really your tracks (Ugh)

I just did a little research, and look what I found (Found, found)

Little pitty Michael and all of his stream counts

About a hundred on this one, fifty on that

Seventy five here, Let's do the math

If one stream′s worth one third of a penny

And you looking at the money Michael says he be getting

You can tell by the fact that it doesn't add up

And that Michael is a liar and ain′t sucking it up bitch!

Alright, we need to bring the beat back for this

Game is getting carried by people wanting the fame

So they want to look like what couldn't be made

It's insane

But I mean I understand for game

But at least back it up with some tracks or a flame

I don′t know who the fuck you think you catering too

Saying that you on a tour, but not one video to prove

The voice unbearable, mix so terrible

The way you stealing from all these artist makes me wanna be a cannibal, ah! (Wooo)

Metaphorically speaking of course

Let′s not make this boy go cry anymore

You can't diss us, piss off, let′s see the listeners

And how you be the one, claiming to be vicious

Bad mouthed

No mouth on this crackhead

You couldn't handle the business

Let me handle the business

Cause you couldn′t handle a business, ain't that right?

Handling business? See? Handling business? Fuck it

Let me see the counting then whenever I be out here

Lemme see a video, and I will turn to forget it all

In the minimal, you should feel the venom when I be in the booth

Cause the people you claiming to be there ain′t gon be saving you

M to the W, run up onto you

Lock in the truth than when I'm done with you

Summon the monster up under you

Coming for all that you claiming was all of you

Pardon me, if I murdered you and every part of your Reality uh!

I don't wanna do this, but you made me do it

This ain′t bar for bar, this is only saying the truth shit

Hehe Bitch