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KILLSTREAK (Cohn Head Diss)
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Ight, Cohn Head, you done? I’m 'bout to f**kin' roast you now D.A. got that dope! Cohn Head is high; he overdosed on some edibles Quadeca is credible and that is lectural And who gives a f**k if my girl is pansexual? Take shots at me, I’m bulletproof All your b*t*hes leave you Ain’t that the truth? My album’s a flop, like your dating status Let’s get personal, watch me aim up at this You just dropped your diss so I’ma stare up at the sky Wishing you could f**king die Somethin', somethin', this guy, Yesify Heard my diss I made in junior high His parents are divorced, I bet that he’s thе reason why You beggin' me to rеspond, so stop bein' pushy How am I gay when I’m the one who gets the pu**y? He says, “thanks baby”, on my comment section By hearin' her voice, he’s got an erection Just like a condom, you gon' need protection You dissed me first, you brought up the past Say your final words because it’ll be your last Flashback, Genz, I never even kissed your sister B*t*h boy, Cohn Head, need to shush She’s was nothin' to me but a goddamn crush Yeah, I got rejected, so go write a rhyme By the way, faggot, my heart’s doin' just fine Yeah, I’m a country boy show You dropped the bomb but your diss didn’t blow You said my girl was ugly and then you f**ked your on the text Why you laughin', Conner, when you know yo a** is next? Conner, your videos are boring a cringey Get off of YouTube, go and hire for Disney You’re a dog for my content, so let me throw my frisbee (So let me throw my frisbee) You’re a dumba**, so let me be yo teacher Why you braggin' about Comeback when you was just a feature? Cohn Head, more like Cohn Dead Anna told me that you c*m fast like a Lambo Pull out the arrows and shoot like I’m Rambo He’s never made a hit, and none of his bars can land, bro Your name is Austin, but I’m the better version The difference between us is that I’m not a virgin I bet you’re one of this gay nerds, I hear duty calls Your d**k is so small that you p*ss on your balls I’m on a kill streak, Call of Duty Comin' from a guy who plays with soccer balls and takes it up the booty Conner’s got his d**k in your mouth Overflowin' with jizz If we playing CoD, I’ma show you what the next level is That was a love tap, that was very touchin' I just murdered my own friend so I do not feel nothin' Claim to be a better rapper, you is not no MC Goin' to my friends to found out things to say against me I don’t give a f**k if you say my name If you got views then I guess I got fame No evidence and that’s a shame F**kin' wit' me but you’re still a no-name Boy, you’re in my school, stop yellin' at the teachers Yeah, you play soccer, but you’re sittin' on the bleachers If you think that you’re gonna win, boy you’re reading a fable I’m changing rhe cable, I got insecure and took down Unstable I gotta admit, your comebacks are funny B*t*h, I done told you that was a freestyle, dummy All you do is talk sh*t, talk this Takes you four weeks to craft a diss B*t*h, mock this The weapons are here, time to deploy it Gave you some material just to destroy it Oh, wait, you thought I was done? No Uh This boy is bluffin', but he’s nothin' We playin' Mortal Kombat, this the final round Just like yo parents, I don’t wanna stick around So, ha How the f**k are we gonna battle Like a snake, all you do is rattle I’m a goat, punch you in the throat Kick ya off my boat, you gon' drown without a paddle This kid laughs off his rage Damn, that’s as cold as a damn ice age You look like Sid, everything you say, I done did I have to abort this kid And my girlfriend Cayla’s got more pu**y than he every did Takin' shots at this prick like a school shooter Oh wait, sorry, that’s bogus I’ll be on the top of a room, aimin' at this goof Snipin' yo a** so I can focus Yes, I made a film Yes, it was a** I got you in a body bag I’ma take out the trash F**k this sh*t, I’m done Thanks for letting me destroy you for fun Thanks Rapping’s not yo thing, you need some trainin' wheels This idiot, Conner, tells him he’s got skills This chapter’s over, the end We know Conner’s lying so he can keep his friend Conner, bro, I don’t mean to be rude But yo ex girlfriend she look like a dude Conner got some views, but stop tryna flex Didn’t wanna diss this girl Cohn Head Wait, wrong sex A second diss, I just might But this boy picked the wrong fight Game Over: I can tell, he struggles on the mic Y’all stutter like y’all have some visual glitches It ain’t game over if you haven’t leveled up, b*t*hes
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