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Litty(Tory Lanez & Trippie Redd Diss) - Joyner Lucas
Lyrics by：Joyner Lucas
Composed by：Joyner Lucas
Y'all wanna rap when niggas there right
What's up with you R and B n***as
Tryna turn rappers and trappers
You should just stay in your lane bro
You sound like PaRappa the Rapper
I'm looking down on you when you talk to me
You should grab you a ladder
You swung at me only jabbed at my bladder
Watch you disappear like you abracadabra
Now grab me a dagger
You got some hits but you lacking a swagger
I'm still the s**t b***h so that doesn't matter
Don't call me a kid I'm your papi and dada
You get splattered and flattened
You an' Trippie better have you some backup
Ren and Stimpy looking agi' and staggered
And when I kill 'em they get madder and madder
Time to get litty b***h f**k all that singin'
You challenge me what the f**k is you thinking
Way too much w**d what the f**k is you drinkin'
I brought the tsunami you f**kers are sinkin'
I'm glad that you came
Leave all that lyrical s**t up to me
I'm a savage that bang
Bring all your Prada suits back to Lee Chang
Take all that autotune back to T-Pain
I swear you R and B rappers are strange
You okay but you ain't nobody favorite
You a'ight but you ain't nobody major
Five three you ain't nobody dangerous
Maybe that w**d you were smoking had you feeling confident
Let's have a real conversation
Maybe that doctor put something inside of your head
When you got your new hairline replacement
Why you bring my name up in the first place Tory
You ain't f**king with me on my worst day Tory
Wasn't better than me when I was in first grade Tory
We can do this every year or on your birthday Tory
Every summer every winter every Earth day Tory
Every Tuesday every Thursday Tory
It's gon' be a motherf**kin' anniversary Tory
You done f**ked up now you need first aid Tory
I'm the leader of the new school with a screw loose
All you n***as Blues Clues with a fruit juice
Turn your Jimmy Choo shoes into FUBU
N***a you do what you can I do what I choose to
I get litty in this b***h for my city
Only few real n***as left they ain't many
They compare me to 'em they compare you to Iggy
They compare me to Meth they compare you to Glizzy
I'm Leonardo Da Vinci I paint a picture with color
I already got cake and I don't need a butler
We already got Drake and we don't need another
I don't really got space but I'ma eat your supper
You know Joyner got a hotter flow
I'ma do what Travis should've did a while ago
I'ma do what Drake should've did a while ago
Throw your a*s off a cliff make you say Geronimo
Then you had one chance now you slumped on
Go back in the booth make another love song
What you gon' do when the f**king blunt's gone
'Cause I wanted all the smoke I ain't even puff long
N***a I been packing a black MAC with it
Wrapped in a backpack
With a stack and I'm Mad Max
In the back of the black cab
With a gat and a snapback
Put a cap in yo' back fat
Murder you and your wack little cat in the hat raps
Finna stab if you jab back
And I clap at you mad fast
When you sing you ain't half bad
But you rapping like Ras Kass
And I bet that you mad sad
'Cause you 'bout to get laughed at
And buried in trash bags and left in a hatchback my n***a
Jamming in front of the corner store whoa
Mobbin' a lot in the corridor whoa
Breakin' some s**t you don't want no more
Fightin' when nobody want a war
Rob at the haters gon' sing like the Commodores
I got some s**t you ain't saw before
Swallow the key and I lock the door
Tory you ain't gotta hide no more
Come out and play you my prey
You the GOAT I'm a dinosaur
Oh you wan' hate that's normal
You just gonna do what you supposed to
I remember when them hoes called me old news
Now when they cheat I'm the go to
Word on the street's I ain't one to get close to
I was hopeless now I'm hopeful
I done made my own way like I'm supposed to
All you n***as did what you was told to
Tory why all your songs always sound like a rerun n***a
I just want my motherf**king refund n***a
Funny looking a*s go and eat some' n***a
I ain't never had to get my f**king teeth done n***a
When I kill you I ain't running to you bleed some n***a
Oh you wan' be some n***a
Me and Six Nine had Trippie Redd b***h on the couch
She was giving us a threesome n***a
Why you bring my name up in the first place Tory
You ain't f**king with me on my worst day Tory
Wasn't better than me when I was in first grade Tory
We can do this every year on your birthday Tory
Every summer every winter every Earth day Tory
Every Tuesday every Thursday Tory
It's gon' be a motherf**king anniversary Tory
You done f**ked up now you need first aid Tory
S**t
D**n
So now that we got that out the way hmph
Let's make a record n***a
Hahahahaha
