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PACKGOD - LEG DISSTRACK lyrics

Artist: PACKGOD

album: I AM PACKGOD!!! (King Of Pack)


(They smilin' in your face)
All the time, they want to take your place
The back-stabbers (back-stabbers)
(They smilin' in your face)
All the time, they want to take your place
The back-stabbers (back-stabbers)
Open your mouth
I guess that this bitch want to smoke
I'm inhaling his pack, yeah
That's why they done gave me this name
Goddamn, this clout shit is no joke
Yeah, just look at this weasel
And look at what he did for the fame
Bitch, your YouTube gon' die in a month
'Cause you ain't really 'bout that shit
Me and you was never the same
I carried two channels to 100K on my back
And lil' bitch I'll just do it again
Yeah, this bitch made an hour of videos
Talking on me, but I already proved they all cap
Worked my ass every mo'fucking day for the shit I had
Then you went and stole it like that
And this bitch really changed all the passwords
I'll see you in court, and I'll laugh
When I get it all back
Now everywhere I go you running
You a little fuckin' rat
But I still got yo' ass locked up right in my sight
Call you pop with no smoke you a thief at night
You've been leaching off all the work
That I've done for these channels
For the last three years of my life
Had a contract that legally made me an owner
I guess you forgot that you mo'fucking signed
And I'd tell you to make a diss back
But I know that you can't
Cause I'm no longer there to help write
Violation
For this ugly stakin'
Greedy money scrapin'
Dirty back stabbin'
Fucking channel snaggin'
Always lying cappin'
Filthy fucking rat
And dirty edit thieving
Stupid email leaking
Falsely moral preachin'
Steady talent leachin'
Fucking clout suckin'
Conversation duckin'
Busy vape puffin'
Never proving nothing little leach
Bitch really named himself Leg? (Why?)
'Cause now he be seeing da feet
Fuck around get blazed on this beat
Those 35 diss tracks were all wrote by me (ha)
That's right, bitch
Stuck in my shadow, you needed that light switch
Fuck out my face, I'm done looking at you
And that clout sucker hawns
Just keep riding legs pipe bitch
Stop making fuckin' excuses
For being a thieving lil' rat
When you scammed for those edits
How you gon' barely do work?
Getting high everyday
Then com back asking for credit
Soon all you shits gonna die
For the rest of yo' life
I know good that yo' ass gon' regret it
Bitch, don't forget I made yo' career
And how just easily I can mo'fucking end it
Yuh, yuh, yuh
I get to packing, I'm rippin' him rappin'
How you think you won? Man, it's funny, I'm laughin'
Yes-men on yo' dick they stay tappin' yo' backend
This bitch took my 50, like Thanos I'm snappin'
I'm back and I'm with it, packs blazin' you burnin'
I thought you my friend, so that shit really hurtin'
At least now I know your a horrible person
Fuck you and those channels, I'm never returnin', lil' bitch

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