[Intro] Yeah We don’t play about women round here Streetdolls tatted on my heart Listen [Verse 1] 96oose, you a clown on a short leash Talk tough, but you crumblin’ in your own tweets All that hype, all that mic, still a weak reach Every bar you ever spit got a sick stench You degrade queens, think that makes you grown? Little boy views in a big boy tone You the type to need a crowd, won’t stand alone If respect walked in, you’d hang up the phone I seen you talk slick, never back that Keyboard king, whole image just a hashtag Every line trash, flow smellin’ like a bad bag Tryna move weight, but your name in the trash can [Chorus] I stand with Streetdolls, say it ’til I die You step to them, then you step to I You ain’t built for this, that’s word to my side Your music ain’t shit, that’s facts, not pride I stand with Streetdolls, inked in my veins You spit on women, we spittin’ on your name You ain’t built for love, you addicted to shame Your music ain’t shit, stay outta our lane (yeah) [Verse 2] You rap “bad bitch” like it’s all you know Whole catalog look like a hate show Every verse, new slur, same low blow That’s a short path straight to a short road You never praise, only prey on the soft ones Fake tough, weak lungs, you a lost son Take a look at your plays, that’s a small sum Meanwhile, Streetdolls turn the block into autumn They got layers, got stories, got scars too You just project all the hurt that you walk through Blame women for the pain that your pops grew Now every song just a tantrum in a dark room [Chorus] I stand with Streetdolls, say it ’til I die You step to them, then you step to I You ain’t built for this, that’s word to my side Your music ain’t shit, that’s facts, not pride I stand with Streetdolls, inked in my veins You spit on women, we spittin’ on your name You ain’t built for love, you addicted to shame Your music ain’t shit, stay outta our lane (hey) [Bridge] You don’t lift women up, you just drag ’em down You don’t own any crown, you just clown the town Every chorus, every verse, just the same sound Empty man, empty hand, empty bank account [Chorus] I stand with Streetdolls, say it ’til I die You step to them, then you step to I You ain’t built for this, that’s word to my side Your music ain’t shit, that’s facts, not pride I stand with Streetdolls, inked in my veins You spit on women, we spittin’ on your name You ain’t built for love, you addicted to shame Your music ain’t shit, stay outta our lane (Streetdolls)

96oose diss