Che - my diss from lastnight lol lyrics
che [Chase Shaun Mitchell] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Che - my diss from lastnight lol lyrics]
(Ha ha ha) this is BabySantana
And I wanted to let y'all know
EJ and LOL are terrible, Fuck nigga
I used this beat like once
I'm like, "Fuck it, I'll do it again"
EJ and Cory, bitch, I'm not your friend
I catch a body, your soul will ascend
We hittin' his head
Now it's left with a dent
I just might run you over with a Benz
Like, how many bullets? I
Think that's 'bout ten
I take your bitch like we Barbie and Ken uh
Nigga alright, alright, alright, alright
Let me go, let me go, let me go
You could get shot in your head
It won't hurt
I'ma put either nigga in the dirt
I take your mom before she hit some Perc's
If you go against 4ersona
I don't think it work
The fuck is your problem?
Your mom could get hit from
The back and she holla these nigga
They fiendin' for my many dollars
He think that he fuck?
I'm poppin' his collar
I'm taking your bra
Get brain like it's scholar
They like, "Che, why you do that?'
Madagascar, they like, "How you move that?"
Brand new choppa, I'm going to shoot that
I'm a pit, which one you
Want to die, your mom, Your dad?
Bitch, you a monkey (Bro, you can't)
(Bro, you can't say that, like, come on)
Get back in that field
Your dad overdosin' from poppin' them pills
I keep it G, nigga, keep it real
EJ, he zipped like a pack, not sealed
I smashed the shit out of Cory
(What's your deal?)
And I wanted to let y'all know
EJ and LOL are terrible, Fuck nigga
I used this beat like once
I'm like, "Fuck it, I'll do it again"
EJ and Cory, bitch, I'm not your friend
I catch a body, your soul will ascend
We hittin' his head
Now it's left with a dent
I just might run you over with a Benz
Like, how many bullets? I
Think that's 'bout ten
I take your bitch like we Barbie and Ken uh
Nigga alright, alright, alright, alright
Let me go, let me go, let me go
You could get shot in your head
It won't hurt
I'ma put either nigga in the dirt
I take your mom before she hit some Perc's
If you go against 4ersona
I don't think it work
The fuck is your problem?
Your mom could get hit from
The back and she holla these nigga
They fiendin' for my many dollars
He think that he fuck?
I'm poppin' his collar
I'm taking your bra
Get brain like it's scholar
They like, "Che, why you do that?'
Madagascar, they like, "How you move that?"
Brand new choppa, I'm going to shoot that
I'm a pit, which one you
Want to die, your mom, Your dad?
Bitch, you a monkey (Bro, you can't)
(Bro, you can't say that, like, come on)
Get back in that field
Your dad overdosin' from poppin' them pills
I keep it G, nigga, keep it real
EJ, he zipped like a pack, not sealed
I smashed the shit out of Cory
(What's your deal?)