JB2Statt - SuperKitties DissTrack
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(V1: jb)
I ain’t gon’ lie, i’m Tryna diss on them cats
G-I-N-N-Y ain’t that
Keep holding that “Thang”, so you know I can’t lack
I pop a hole, like that shit bubble wrap
Put them Lil’ ass claws away, your powers ain’t shit
Go up against bitsy, you still ain’t gon’ win
She shorter than you, how the fuck that make sense
How old are you? You should be in a pen
And bitsy, she wanna be buddy, that’s it
And fuck Mr. Greenie, your plushie a bitch
I take that dumb toy, and that shit gettin’ ripped
I see one of y’all, don’t run, don’t trip
I been on that timing, i’m never a bitch
Ryan, he with me, we taking them fits
Don’t see me a cat, then I go to they crib
Sparks look like a banana, he yellow as shit
(V2: jb)
Ginny, Buddy, Bitsy, Sparks
I never liked y’all, even from the start
I’m with Mr. Puppypaws, smoking on puppy paws
Zsa-Zsa a bird, and shе rolling the Za’
Spinning they block, rotation like a clock
All in hеr pussy, I carried her box
K.O.T.C, i’m the king of that coochie
He actin’ tough, he get put up on fox
They was always like, “JB used to be so chill”
Cap, i’m tryna get to a Mill
Let me go back to Cannabis, i’ma keep it chill
Like, cannabis fever, the green in my nog
Tell her, don’t kill my vibe, cause i’m already mad
The paw patrol version is better than this trash
I’d never do something to make my bitch sad
I’m Kittydale K, I don’t care what you love
(B: jb)
Free pickles, he shouldn’t hang out with them clowns
Team up with Lab rat to take over town
And Otto stay with us, we ain’t going down
And bitsy ain’t fast, stop her with my foot
(V3: jb)
If I see niggas, on bro, I cannot lack
Sam actin’ Eddie, they never squad back
I take over Kittydale, will y’all get back?
No stopping y’all meow? Bitch, remember who pass
Ayo, Sparks, get the fuck off that song, nigga ass
When I heard your singing, that shit made me laugh
I’m too quick, better run up like-
Like, I’m too quick, better run up like Bit
Smoke Dolf’ to the face, nigga better than mace
Why would I ever show y’all to my kids?
Like, tell Walt Disney, this shit wasn’t it
Y’all better not air this shit on live TV
They talking on me, cause my name is JB
The shit i be sayin’, is what I be feelin’
I’ma end this shit cold, let me end off this beat
If I see them 4 Felis’s, they flat on the street
I ain’t gon’ lie, i’m Tryna diss on them cats
G-I-N-N-Y ain’t that
Keep holding that “Thang”, so you know I can’t lack
I pop a hole, like that shit bubble wrap
Put them Lil’ ass claws away, your powers ain’t shit
Go up against bitsy, you still ain’t gon’ win
She shorter than you, how the fuck that make sense
How old are you? You should be in a pen
And bitsy, she wanna be buddy, that’s it
And fuck Mr. Greenie, your plushie a bitch
I take that dumb toy, and that shit gettin’ ripped
I see one of y’all, don’t run, don’t trip
I been on that timing, i’m never a bitch
Ryan, he with me, we taking them fits
Don’t see me a cat, then I go to they crib
Sparks look like a banana, he yellow as shit
(V2: jb)
Ginny, Buddy, Bitsy, Sparks
I never liked y’all, even from the start
I’m with Mr. Puppypaws, smoking on puppy paws
Zsa-Zsa a bird, and shе rolling the Za’
Spinning they block, rotation like a clock
All in hеr pussy, I carried her box
K.O.T.C, i’m the king of that coochie
He actin’ tough, he get put up on fox
They was always like, “JB used to be so chill”
Cap, i’m tryna get to a Mill
Let me go back to Cannabis, i’ma keep it chill
Like, cannabis fever, the green in my nog
Tell her, don’t kill my vibe, cause i’m already mad
The paw patrol version is better than this trash
I’d never do something to make my bitch sad
I’m Kittydale K, I don’t care what you love
(B: jb)
Free pickles, he shouldn’t hang out with them clowns
Team up with Lab rat to take over town
And Otto stay with us, we ain’t going down
And bitsy ain’t fast, stop her with my foot
(V3: jb)
If I see niggas, on bro, I cannot lack
Sam actin’ Eddie, they never squad back
I take over Kittydale, will y’all get back?
No stopping y’all meow? Bitch, remember who pass
Ayo, Sparks, get the fuck off that song, nigga ass
When I heard your singing, that shit made me laugh
I’m too quick, better run up like-
Like, I’m too quick, better run up like Bit
Smoke Dolf’ to the face, nigga better than mace
Why would I ever show y’all to my kids?
Like, tell Walt Disney, this shit wasn’t it
Y’all better not air this shit on live TV
They talking on me, cause my name is JB
The shit i be sayin’, is what I be feelin’
I’ma end this shit cold, let me end off this beat
If I see them 4 Felis’s, they flat on the street
