China Diss (feat. Lil Uzi Kop) - Viktar228

Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God (yeah) And I want you to leave (and I want you to leave) You are not who I need (you are not who I need) Our love's all pretend I could feel weed, it's a trend I was better off with your friend (yeah) Think we can talk it out? Maybe (ooh) Or we could talk about your daydreams Think we can talk it out? Maybe Or we can talk about your daydreams Feels like a million miles between you and me So if you can go without it, I want you to leave I want you to leave Take control, and let me know 'Cause I can't stay here, I need to go If I give you my name, I know I'm sure (about you) If you play them mind games, I'll show you the door I'm tryna learn from my mistakes 'Cause I know I only got one more chance I know you've been burned by all these games I'm just tryna be a better man Think we can talk it out? Maybe Or we can talk about your daydreams Feels like a million miles between you and me So if you can go without it, I want you to leave I want you to leave Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God (yeah) Oh my God (yeah) Oh my God (ayy) Oh my God (Lil Uzi)

Psycho Yeah, yeah I'm the first one that gon' turn up the mob Fuckin' that bitch and her aunt, yeah (huh?) I got the motherfuckin' Glock on me, yeah I got that 40 like what? Yeah (Glocky) I don't even know of these niggas, nuh-uh (bop) Mask on my face like I rob, yeah Niggas, they talkin' that shit, but nuh-uh (shh) None of these niggas, they raw, uh I done pulled up with a whole lot of guap Pulled up, a whole lot of knots, yeah (of my guap) I done pulled up with a whole lot of thots Most of these niggas, they opps, uh I don't even know why these niggas, they opps Most of thеse niggas get popped, uh That was for free and that shit was from mе That shit, it came with a dot, yeah That shit, it came with a price, ooh My neck, it came with some ice, ooh (ice) Fucked on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice) Fucked on your bitch, that was twice, uh (twice) I had to go outside 'Cause I felt like I was the only one out of space (Out of space, out of space, huh) Where am I? (Whoa) Yeah, yeah, outer space (oh, my God) Yeah (what?), outer space (what? Yeah) Yeah (huh?), outer space (oh, my God), yeah (what?) Outer space, outer space (what? Oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (where am I?) Outer space, outer space (huh? Oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (whoa) Outer space, outer space (huh? Oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (yeah) Outer space, outer space (what?) Outer space, outer space (yeah, ayy) Sheesh, fee, fee I've been countin' racks ever since 3G (racks) Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (yeah) Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee-hee (what?) My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it Hitting the block, it go hee-hee (yeah) Takin' the molly, the better batch That shit gon' hit you like hee-hee (what?) I just pulled out the Lamb', yeah I got a slatt like him, yeah I'm on the side of the Benz Don't put up with molly, I poured up this lean, yeah I do this, yeah, huh, I do this, haha, yeah, yeah I'm on the X, I be zooted, yeah (uh) I'm on the Perc', I be fooded, yeah Hop out the four-door, I swerve, swerve (woo) I'm in the sky, I'm a bird, bird My twizzy sliming, they birds, lurk (bop) Yeah, told her, "Let's get it" (get it) I've been up inside that Tonk', yeah Who decided you could talk? Yeah I been chillin' at the top, yeah My wrist so heavy, it's a mop (lil' moppy) I just called up my lil' demon He told me to take every Perc' 'til it's gone (boot) I just woke up, take a X for the boot up Out my mind, bitch, I'm feeling like Buddha (out my mind) Blicky hammer, got to send me a photo (baow) Stilpane, pour the eight in my soda (uh, uh) I've been countin' racks ever since 3G Stackin' them rackies up, stand like three feet (racks) Yeah, Mike Jackson, hee-hee (yeah) My boys, they trappin', they sellin' it Hitting the block, it go hee-hee (oh, my God) Outer space (oh, my God) Outer space, outer space (huh, oh my God) Outer space, outer space (whoa) Outer space, outer space (whoa, oh my God) Outer space, outer space Outer space, outer space, outer space (huh, oh my God) Outer space, outer space (oh my God) Outer space, outer space (yeah)

Ooh, Lil Pump, yeah So, how it go last week? Eh, eh, uhm How's your man now? Yeah, huh (huh) Danny, I see you Ooh, ooh Multi-millionaire ('aire) Multi-millionaire (ooh) If you rich, put your bust Down in the air (bust down) Multi-millionaire (yeah) Multi-millionaire (huh?) I just got thirty pints shipped Through the mail (thirty) Multi-millionaire ('aire) Multi-millionaire (ooh) Multi-millionaire (yeah) Multi-millionaire (damn) If you rich, put your bust Down in the air (bust down) I just got thirty pints shipped Through the mail (thirty) Ooh, took thirty bands out to Buy some pipe (thirty) Got your baby mama off a Tesla and she sniffin' white (white) Smash that bitch two times I ain't know that that's your wife (ooh) And I got hungry for some Wing stop so I took a flight (damn) If I die, bury me with two bust Downs on my wrist (Bust down) Drop four Mollies on my casket And three pints of Actavis (act') My housemaid is super thick (yeah) My housemaid is super thick (huh?) She finna go clean my house (huh?) Then she finna suck my dick (ooh, chyeah) Multi-millionaire ('aire) Multi-millionaire (ooh) If you rich, put your bust Down in the air (bust down) Multi-millionaire (yeah) Multi-millionaire (huh?) I just got thirty pints shipped Through the mail (thirty) Multi-millionaire ('aire) Multi-millionaire (ooh) Multi-millionaire (yeah) Multi-millionaire (let's go) If you rich, put your bust Down in the air (let's go) I just got thirty pints Shipped through the mail Ooh (yeah), multi-millionaire Ooh, multi-millionaire (yeah, yeah) Ooh, and my headlights on a deer Ooh, I can make ya bitch Stop and stare (stop and stare) Ooh, had to go cop two pair Ooh, Gucci coat over Moncler (Moncler) Ooh, no nigga who I fear (no) Ooh, I could fuck your bitch in a chair (let's go) These moves is nothin', I'm gettin' that money I fucked your lil' bitch Took her right out in London I'm gettin' these hunnids I keep it a hunnid You look at my chain and That bitch is so sunny This muhfucka cold It leave ya nose runnin' I got a bitch live out in Dublin, get money I move with a drum, and I buck like I'm drummin' Got Uzis and MACs and I might Bentley truck it Let's go Multi-millionaire ('aire) Multi-millionaire (ooh) If you rich, put your bust Down in the air (bust down) Multi-millionaire (yeah) Multi-millionaire (huh?) I just got thirty pints shipped Through the mail (thirty) Multi-millionaire ('aire) Multi-millionaire (ooh) Multi-millionaire (yeah) Multi-millionaire (damn) If you rich, put your bust Down in the air (bust down) I just got thirty pints shipped Through the mail (thirty) Multi-millionaire Multi-millionaire Multi-millionaire Multi-millionaire If you rich, put your bust Down in the air I just got thirty pints shipped Through the mail

Tay Keith, this too hard Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up I paid some extra before we even come out And don't even wear it to show I ain't playin' I hit the bitch and I gave her some racks And I pull up my pants, she know I ain't stayin' Go run the store, run and get rubber bands I done got rich, I done put on my mans Choppers in traffic, that's just how I'm livin' They say that I'm trippin', they wouldn't understand She take a trip, she come back with a tan I take a trip, I come back with them bands When I was dealin', it really was killin' 'em Had 'em competin', tryna see what I'm payin' She throw a hoodie on soon as we land She don't like pics, I got too many fans I'm runnin' shit, I can do what I want And it's really a limit, you do what you can I found the booth and I put that shit up 'Fore I run out of cash, they gonna run out of land I fell in love with this bitch 'cause her head was amazing I swear I don't even know her name I'm 'bout to takeoff, I gave 'em a chance They gave me ten M&M's on advance Thought I'd be trappin' forever, but God came and blessed me I guess it was part of the plan How he on fire, but he cool as a fan? Can't get at you, we gon' get at your man They can relate to me 'cause I be poppin' it Put in they face, let 'em see what I'm sayin' I'm rockin' shows like I play with a band Free all the bros, know I would if I can If I don't mean it, I swear I ain't sayin' it 'Fore I was twenty-one, swear I was savage, smashin' Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself and my position, who doin' that? We got FN with extensions, we throwin' that Her ass got my full attention, she throwin' that Niggas talkin' way too much, I ain't goin' back And forth with niggas 'cause these niggas be holdin' racks On the real, yeah, we know you don't own them racks Four pockets full, push 'em down, they start pokin' back I turned eight million right until I'm a quarterback Spent a million like I'm tryna bring Kobe back (Twenty-four, woo) I'm ready, I'm ready, I use the crockpot like it's Betty They say the drop hot and it's ready Might stretch it out, but it ain't fetti (Yes) Say my dawg doin' time But I know he ain't gonna snitch 'Cause it's still some shit he didn't tell me My dawg stabbed his celly He told me the whole story over the celly (Brr, hello?) Went up on my price, in my pocket like Kelly Fucked her in the telly, no I can't not say who, no telly My head gettin' heavy And you know I still got Balmains on my ass (Woo) No, I can't do no Amiris Said I'm takin' trips, long flights, they scary She said her birthday in March, okay, cool, so that means you an Aries I told her, "Gotta go," she said, "You serious?" Diamonds cold as December, my vibe Sagittarius Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up (Haha, period, period, slatt, woo) Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself and my position, who doin' that? I can switch up and come back another way If the vibe ain't right, come back another day Biggest dripper, I start up a tidal wave Remix weed, we put it in a microwave Batch for twenty-three like I know Michael J He can say what he want, but he gotta pay Used to hide all the guns where my mama stay Sell my drugs 'round the corner I pay all these bills, I'm a grownup My cars a lil' different, I own 'em I ain't with no leasin', my bitch tellin' me I need credit It's loud and clear if I said it I come from the gutter, I spent me a hundred on Chevys You can take me out the hood, but you can't take the hood out of me Know the hood proud of me I Givenchyed my tee, went and upgrade my teeth Yeah, I dropped out of school, but that paper on me Hold up, who got Backwoods? I need roll up Dior store can't keep up with me I'm spendin' thousands like money is nothin' to me I'm never comin' back, them people under me Not the fans, yeah, the haters Lotta bands on the table They say I went commercial, I ain't know it They want me catch a murder, I ain't goin' back Play myself and my position, who doin' that?