Autumn! - Catch Up Wit U! (Comethazine Diss) lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Catch Up Wit U! Comethazine Diss lyrics]
(Opal, Hellworld)
Fuck Comethazine, that nigga Autumn! up next
Haha facts
Fuck Comethazine
Ayy, fuck Comethazine, he a Smokepurpp clone
Fuck Comethazine fuck Comethazine, nigga
Fuck that fuck Comethazine
Fuck Comethazine, he's a bitch
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother
It's gon' catch up to ya
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, sayin'
"We gon' catch up to ya"
Nigga want the smoke, want the addy
Bitch? I can text it to ya (yeah)
Ridin' 'round with a Draco
That bitch eat like Barracuda's (yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari
Feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, bitch
I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from
Them niggas 'round here love shootin'
(Blatt, blatt)
Must not know where I'm from
Them niggas 'round here, they ruthless
Snipers all on the roof
That car better not be roofless (Blatt)
He don't really want smoke, no
He don't want no pollution (No)
Nigga in his feelings on the 'Gram, man
That shit so useless
Nigga, we posted in the H, yeah
We posted in Houston (yeah)
Sayin niggas stealin' yo swag? We
Ain't never heard yo' music
And fuck all the Bawskee shit, nigga
That shit sound stupid (Ha)
Keep that heat on my side, nigga
This shit could get humid
Them bullets, yeah, they gon' fly
Shoot 'em til he stop movin' (Blatt)
If niggas really ready to die
Shit, let's get it, let's do it
(Blatt) you really want niggas to die
Bitch, let's get it, come prove it
(yeah) me and Summrs been ready to die
We ain't got shit worth losin' (No)
(yeah, yeah)
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother
It's gon' catch up to ya
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, sayin'
"We gon' catch up to ya"
Nigga want the smoke, want the addy
Bitch? I can text it to ya
Ridin' 'round with a Draco
That bitch eat like Barracuda's (yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari
Feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, bitch
I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from
Them niggas 'round here love shootin'
(Blatt, blatt, yeah, yeah)
Fuck Comethazine, that nigga Autumn! up next
Haha facts
Fuck Comethazine
Ayy, fuck Comethazine, he a Smokepurpp clone
Fuck Comethazine fuck Comethazine, nigga
Fuck that fuck Comethazine
Fuck Comethazine, he's a bitch
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother
It's gon' catch up to ya
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, sayin'
"We gon' catch up to ya"
Nigga want the smoke, want the addy
Bitch? I can text it to ya (yeah)
Ridin' 'round with a Draco
That bitch eat like Barracuda's (yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari
Feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, bitch
I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from
Them niggas 'round here love shootin'
(Blatt, blatt)
Must not know where I'm from
Them niggas 'round here, they ruthless
Snipers all on the roof
That car better not be roofless (Blatt)
He don't really want smoke, no
He don't want no pollution (No)
Nigga in his feelings on the 'Gram, man
That shit so useless
Nigga, we posted in the H, yeah
We posted in Houston (yeah)
Sayin niggas stealin' yo swag? We
Ain't never heard yo' music
And fuck all the Bawskee shit, nigga
That shit sound stupid (Ha)
Keep that heat on my side, nigga
This shit could get humid
Them bullets, yeah, they gon' fly
Shoot 'em til he stop movin' (Blatt)
If niggas really ready to die
Shit, let's get it, let's do it
(Blatt) you really want niggas to die
Bitch, let's get it, come prove it
(yeah) me and Summrs been ready to die
We ain't got shit worth losin' (No)
(yeah, yeah)
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother
It's gon' catch up to ya
(Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, sayin'
"We gon' catch up to ya"
Nigga want the smoke, want the addy
Bitch? I can text it to ya
Ridin' 'round with a Draco
That bitch eat like Barracuda's (yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari
Feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, bitch
I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from
Them niggas 'round here love shootin'
(Blatt, blatt, yeah, yeah)