96oose diss

Yeah

We don’t play about women round here

Streetdolls tatted on my heart

Listen

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

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)

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

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)

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

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)