Snowflakes In Paris - Only Hearsay I Object
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Tsr:
Fucking stupid ass--
Patrick adrien:
Um, my greatest professional accomplishment
Would not be a single event
Mally brady:
Mally, mally
Mally, mally
Mally brady on the mic and lucas in the back
If i thought you'd stick with me i wouldn't write this rap
Cuz bars ain't come free unless you suleiman
My magnificent d, just like king suleiman
Ay, yuh, lucas c i hit him up
Got betrayed by a muslim and sikh, that's enough
Three percent indian, but i'm rocking like half
Cuz that's three more than tanvir's ever had
Lucas
Ljc:
Justin, this one's for you
After gai pad king? dysphoria's nothing new
You're dropping later than winds of winter
And you got rejected indirectly by her sister
Mally brady:
Oh!
Ljc:
Yeah, fuck yourself, dude
At this point how many girls have rejected you?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven?
Oh man that's right, four of those were elevens
Mally brady:
Oh!
Ljc:
Sometimes i ain't believing
Cuz there's no fucking way suleiman has those secrets
Yeah i heard what you said about garetty and barnes
You're a freaky guy, but i didn't know you'd go that far
Man, way to disrespect some good misters
Tanvir, you're not better, check of for your sister
You're weird! way more than mally brady
Mally brazy head go crazy when i'm dissing like i'm lazy
Mally brady:
Justin, you ain’t emu
Ain’t busy getting rizzy, nah the girls don’t see you
And tanvir you’re a punk like green day
Giving owen vibes, nah that’s crazy
Ljc:
Aheheyoo
Mally brady:
Sulei like “did he just compare my pookie to renwick?”
Fuck yes i did, but that’s more of compliment
Cuz owen’s seven times at least better than you
You should take that, punjabi, arugadugadugadu
And justin, you’ve never beaten areeb in a fight
A thousand botted followers and still chose flight
And don’t act like you ain’t got dirt, sulei
I’m just warming up, like new york, you boutta throw up
Cuz i’m crashing down to your house with the king of a thousand suns
Bringing down your whole empire, look what the lord has done
Cuz there’s no fucking way that you are beating me:
The way you lyricist, it’s drake, and me, i’m pusha-t
Tj, sulei
Justin’s mole
I got betrayed by everyone i worked for
So let me say this
Gai pad king
It wasn’t even that good, tj
Only hearsay? i object
Someone’s coming
I don’t who yet
Sulei can theorize
But i remain:
Gpk’s best verse?
Acre-hosein
But mally brady's not enough
Gotta add spice to it to make the curry bust
So without further ado, wait hold up
Introducing her, it's lucas coveyduck
Ljc:
Fuck! get up and come alive
From the shadowy land where the gingers thrive
Where little white-skinned boys tryna play tickle-tickle
What's that? i smell a pickle
Ava pickle:
“she pulled up to the studio”
Only in your dreams, justin bourque-meloche
Cuz everytime you think it’s dorian gray
And everytime he sings it’s george handel
Tsr mistreating people like a lightswitch
I don’t know what that is, but it seems like the right switch
And suleiman bhatti, middle name ahmed
Your lyrics are only good when you put them to bed
You’re an annoying guy, and that’s all that can be said
For your shoplifting crimes: call your dad, muhammed
Ljc:
Two white boys and one chick from ohio
Fucking all yo' asses up
You better not hit back cuz i know you ain't dropping
Peace
Tsr:
--stupid ass bitch
Fucking stupid ass--
Patrick adrien:
Um, my greatest professional accomplishment
Would not be a single event
Mally brady:
Mally, mally
Mally, mally
Mally brady on the mic and lucas in the back
If i thought you'd stick with me i wouldn't write this rap
Cuz bars ain't come free unless you suleiman
My magnificent d, just like king suleiman
Ay, yuh, lucas c i hit him up
Got betrayed by a muslim and sikh, that's enough
Three percent indian, but i'm rocking like half
Cuz that's three more than tanvir's ever had
Lucas
Ljc:
Justin, this one's for you
After gai pad king? dysphoria's nothing new
You're dropping later than winds of winter
And you got rejected indirectly by her sister
Mally brady:
Oh!
Ljc:
Yeah, fuck yourself, dude
At this point how many girls have rejected you?
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven?
Oh man that's right, four of those were elevens
Mally brady:
Oh!
Ljc:
Sometimes i ain't believing
Cuz there's no fucking way suleiman has those secrets
Yeah i heard what you said about garetty and barnes
You're a freaky guy, but i didn't know you'd go that far
Man, way to disrespect some good misters
Tanvir, you're not better, check of for your sister
You're weird! way more than mally brady
Mally brazy head go crazy when i'm dissing like i'm lazy
Mally brady:
Justin, you ain’t emu
Ain’t busy getting rizzy, nah the girls don’t see you
And tanvir you’re a punk like green day
Giving owen vibes, nah that’s crazy
Ljc:
Aheheyoo
Mally brady:
Sulei like “did he just compare my pookie to renwick?”
Fuck yes i did, but that’s more of compliment
Cuz owen’s seven times at least better than you
You should take that, punjabi, arugadugadugadu
And justin, you’ve never beaten areeb in a fight
A thousand botted followers and still chose flight
And don’t act like you ain’t got dirt, sulei
I’m just warming up, like new york, you boutta throw up
Cuz i’m crashing down to your house with the king of a thousand suns
Bringing down your whole empire, look what the lord has done
Cuz there’s no fucking way that you are beating me:
The way you lyricist, it’s drake, and me, i’m pusha-t
Tj, sulei
Justin’s mole
I got betrayed by everyone i worked for
So let me say this
Gai pad king
It wasn’t even that good, tj
Only hearsay? i object
Someone’s coming
I don’t who yet
Sulei can theorize
But i remain:
Gpk’s best verse?
Acre-hosein
But mally brady's not enough
Gotta add spice to it to make the curry bust
So without further ado, wait hold up
Introducing her, it's lucas coveyduck
Ljc:
Fuck! get up and come alive
From the shadowy land where the gingers thrive
Where little white-skinned boys tryna play tickle-tickle
What's that? i smell a pickle
Ava pickle:
“she pulled up to the studio”
Only in your dreams, justin bourque-meloche
Cuz everytime you think it’s dorian gray
And everytime he sings it’s george handel
Tsr mistreating people like a lightswitch
I don’t know what that is, but it seems like the right switch
And suleiman bhatti, middle name ahmed
Your lyrics are only good when you put them to bed
You’re an annoying guy, and that’s all that can be said
For your shoplifting crimes: call your dad, muhammed
Ljc:
Two white boys and one chick from ohio
Fucking all yo' asses up
You better not hit back cuz i know you ain't dropping
Peace
Tsr:
--stupid ass bitch
