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The Big Hash & 808x – How To Kill A Dead Body Ft. Flvme (J Molley Diss) Lyrics

The Big Hash & 808x – How To Kill A Dead Body Ft. Flvme (J Molley Diss)

The Big Hash & 808x – How To Kill A Dead Body Ft. Flvme (J Molley Diss) Lyrics

The Big Hash & 808x – How To Kill A Dead Body Ft. Flvme (J Molley Diss). check out this lyrics

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Maybe, I said too much

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You might be losing your touch

Maybe you losing the battle, ain’t over til’ it’s over

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(Man shut down…)

(I been at it for a few years…)

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Fuck outta here with that weird shit

You done when I say I’m done with you nigga…

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(I been at it for a few years, you been at it for a few months…)

Yeah

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All that gossip you did on your last song done turned you into a blog

You should’ve been overseas

Instead you act like a broad

You rap like iOS 8

I became what you should’ve been

Like how many other Mollies I gotta finish to pop?

Boy you should’ve stuck to Pop

Now you wanna be opps

I’m really bout the wrap

You the type to run the cops

Prosthetic B. Rabbit

You’ll never be Hip or Hop

You had to resort to info you picking up on the block

“He say, she say?”

We don’t play those games

You prehistoric pre-school H-A-S-H

If I never said anything, you wouldn’t be trending

Enjoy it while it last, your career’s at its ending

Don’t act innocent like you ain’t live at Zeus crib, better humble yourself boy

You ain’t live what you posting

Taking these pictures that you share months later for your IG people, so you fake what you boasting

Truth be told, I never thought 1 minute and 47 seconds on Twitter would get under your skin

You ain’t got no vision, clubbing and fucking bitches got you cockeyed, coz all you do is think with your foreskin

Niggas mad I got Anatii on a feature, huh?

J stand for jealous and it’s one hell of a creature, huh?

Niggas say they made they sound that made me, and they was right but now’s the time where the student becomes the teacher, huh?

Speedy put you on a song

You hit your peak in 2017

If it wasn’t for that, we wouldn’t know you, huh?

You NeverBroke coz you sold your soul for a platinum record you ain’t eating off of

So now the devil control you, huh?

All this Pallbearer talk about Biggy

You must be Ready To Die, man

Guess somebody should’ve told you huh?

I’m tailor-made for this shit, you just another Taylor Swift with a tiny dick, man

We don’t even rate you huh?

Dreams Money Can Buy, but look what it cost ya

3 years later, you still coming second to Costa

You been wanting to fit in so bad

You got an eye tat, with dreads

Hoping that the game would adopt ya

You rapping like a bitch

Airing shit you heard on the street

Flip your stage name backwards to Molly J

Talking dirty laundry get you white washed

Your beats ain’t shit to these white boys

That’s word to Marshall and Dre

Took a break from the game, came back like I never left

And all you could say in a diss is talk about my ex

But you stalking yours, breaking into her crib, to check if she ain’t with anybody else getting some better sex?

You ain’t a real nigga, whenever you drunk or sober

You the same nigga who slept with your nigga’s leftovers

Maybe, I said too much

You might be losing your touch

Maybe you losing the battle, ain’t over til’ it’s over

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Aye

What’s up with the foolery?

You niggas ain’t foolin’ me, yeah

This shit is not new to me

Ain’t non’ you can do to me, yeah

Bitch we the New Regime

You niggas is dead to me, yeah

Can’t read ‘em their eulogy

Can’t read ‘em their eulogy

Somebody tell these fuck niggas it’s about to go down

Ain’t got time for bitches, so they gotta go now

I said, tell these fuck niggas it’s about to go down

And if they ain’t know, them niggas bout to know now, yeah, yeah

You wanna come for my neck and be done with it

Nah, nigga I’ma have fun with it

Young Biggy turning that J to an L

Catch it, go long nigga, run with it

You pussy you scared, ain’t no rules in a beef

I owe you a record, so stomach it

The only way you getting on Reece on a record is shouting him out on your mini diss

Looking at you sounding ridiculous

I did what you couldn’t

Then I did what you already did a lot better

I’m limitless

They did not teach me forgiveness

If you get killed, the whole country my witnesses

Every dog has its day

I’ma show the whole world you ain’t shit to me, nigga you been a bitch

What’s up with the foolery?

You niggas ain’t foolin’ me, yeah

This shit is not new to me

Ain’t non’ you can do to me, yeah

Bitch we the New Regime

You niggas is (dead) to me, yeah

Can’t read ‘em their eulogy

Can’t read ‘em their eulogy

Somebody tell these fuck niggas it’s about to go down

Ain’t got time for bitches, so they gotta go now

I say, tell these fuck niggas it’s about to go down

And if they ain’t know, them niggas bout to know now, yeah, yeah

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