Mojarras

Giving a nobody

3 minutes of fame

Such a generous guy

I'll even put you on game

Never heard a fucking song of yours

Why would I say your name

I'm tired of all these lames

Thinking they're in my brain

Mojarras

I got bigger fish to fry

Bigger fish to fry

Mojarras

I got bigger fish to fry

Bigger fish to fry

My Biggest admirers

Writing poetry about me

Acrostic love letters

In the studio just to spite me

This is what happens when you don't give your children attention

Now I gotta sit him in the corner and give him a lesson

First off

Fuck your diss and the clique you claim

Go against Joaby you sound insane

The pillow talk goes both ways

Just like me it goes both ways

Guess who was agreeing and giggling when I said it

Friends close, enemies closer

What I'm recommending

Ain't no body stressing

It didn't go over my head

Only supposed shots

I guess it's wasted lead

Mexican got on boots

I'm boutta stomp the yard

Squishing these marshmallows

When they think they're hard

I'm turning nothing

Into something I'm a fucking alchemist

Had to teach these fuckers

How to spit some golden bars

Ain't nothing stopping me I been on my climb

You're just mad at me cause your ass been in decline

They asked who was dissing

I told them and they said who

Ain't nobody missing

X

C

V honest

I didn't need to respond

But these little fish in this pond

Will think it's sweet

When it's not

I'm a communist baby

So if we have to it's war

If you ain't really suckers

Then why am I in your jaw

Giving a nobody

3 minutes of fame

Such a generous guy

I'll even put you on game

Never heard a fucking song of yours

Why would I say your name

I'm tired of all these lames

Thinking they're in my brain

Mojarras

I got bigger fish to fry

Bigger fish to fry

Mojarras

I got bigger fish to fry

Bigger fish to fry

Let's tell a little story about when we were coming up

IQ

You

Vante

Me

Free-styling and passing dope blunts

Outside cafe colonial

All runts

I remember being struck because you couldn't catch the beat

Indigo was telling you to rhyme like us

You got mad and brushed her off

But still couldn't do it so we just kept on

And honestly I think that's where this whole shit started

Now the resentment growing louder and I'm the target

Who's the real Stan

Could you please stand up

Referencing unreleased

Saying that I subbed

Yall need to worry about your craft

Not who says you're ass

Cause maybe

It's not just me

maybe its

Your bros

Throwing you

Chuuwee bones

When you got

Nothing

The truth hurts and this verse is a venomous sting

Life's been good she's a generous thing

Committing regicide on whoever you think is king

Cause when the smoke clears

You'll be kissing my ring

Human centipede

heads up each others asses

Gas each other up

lemme clean off my glasses

Young God Mob is an over bloated corpse

16 people you're not even top four

Flighty got it better

Soli got it better

Don Dotta got it better

And free Willie

But really free Willie

He's the real reason

Y'all got any groove

So honestly brother

Do what you gotta do

What the fuck is a Gerardo

Who the fuck else is in your stupid little crew

You don't get booked

Your stage presence is ass

You rap w/backing vocals

You're mad that I've surpassed

Keep being a great fucking dad

you're actually good at that

And listen to your queen

Cause you're finally on beat

I'm proud to say

It was all cause of me

This goes out to anybody in the scene

This spic deserves respect

All the work I've been putting in

Should encourage you to go harder

And if you're mad then search within

Cause projection is a bitch

And if you talk shit

Brush your teeth

Before you suck my dick