Flibbity Hibbity (Explicit)

Flibbity Hibbity–GAWNE、Luke Gawne

So a lot of people said that

My last rocket ain't no disc

My mama ain't raised no b***h

I'm a comeback

And You like I'm tain't no Swift

With the gon' lit

You're the god

But I'm the one with the Halo rings uh

And you the new blue face

Rapping off beat like

He was Bobby Booshay

Mama said what a boy

Got his whole fan base in his hand

Drinking that Kool Aid

Now I'm about to go Flibbity Hibbity

Elowell(?) JK

Just because I rap like an AK

Doesn't mean I can't slow it down

And murder you at your own game

Old man

You're almost 28

I'm 23

By the time I'm your age

I'm a be bigger than the YouTube scene

While you gon' be a no name

Backpack rapping for a love

But a damn game

You wanna smoke under propane

Hit him with that propane

Kill him quick

Send his ass to probate you

About his pot and his *******

If the s**t was low grade

Yeah

I've been a d**k like the Pope's name

You never wanna loop gone rap

I don't gotta brag

Just to prove that fact

Someone give seconds his jewel pad deck

As if he tries to smoke me

I'll make his lungs turn black

Facts

You know I go Ham

They need to let him know

He's a walking dead man

Cause I don't need a plan

All I gotta do is get up on the mic and talk about them all

F**king headband

You looking like naruto teenage mutants

Stupid motherf**ker

I smoke them like charcoal

Looking like LeBron with the headband

When he couldn't make a Three-point shot

I could do the s**t with my left hand

I'm married to the game

No best man me myself and I am a weapon

And murder any rapper who was thinking about stepping in

That includes this b***h

Little six seconds

Six five four three two

When it hits one just know that you're through

I got you with my scopes in you don't need More than a beanie cap to cover your head when I shoot

Poof take the nose ring off

Shizzy done

When I got a sex change dog

How you gonna claim you the better rap god when this motherf**ker went and got his breast enlarged

I told you not to test me dog

Why the **** always gotta get messy ya

My last rounds seem not to impress you all

But this round I'm making you my last name

Seconds is gone

b***h I'm the king like I'm Kong

Dropping the bomb because I put the Kim in the Chong like a nuclear bomb

When I'm launching it through your abdominal honest to god

Six minus five is my number

Fanbase watching you lose

What a bummer

Princess six getting perm by a kid

But at least she's having one hot girl summer

One you can bet I'm raw

Even when I fall always bounce back like a tennis ball

It's VI getting his a*s kicked when I put my foot through his Levi's

V5 I'm a rap giant

You're just knee high

Someone tell god if we box that I'll leave him bleeding so bad he's gonna need a f**king tampon

Damn the ice pack is in the fridge

Next to the ramp metion the cypher you did

You're in the fridge you got something in common

You're both going cold when the Fourth-quarter hits

Uh ***** I am the s**t

Wiping my a*s with the rash that you did

I murdered you when we was both on the cypher now murdered again in the form of a diss

Oh Jay's wife

I might hit you with the slush

Tell the motherf**king judge that the glove don't fit

This the return of the comeback kid

I was down round one but the twelveth round knockout hits

Looking like Medusa with the hairline

Don't you dare try f**k with me

I'm a scary guy

You were like a grounded airline no airtime

911 I'm a crashin' boomin'

747 in the tower seven bring the whole house down like New Year's

Start the countdown

Only six seconds till the ball drops and I come out on top

I could do flibbity hibbity all day but this rap

it's proven I'm god

And let's talk about this

You said you're Mike Tyson or some s**t

I guess it makes sense

You're both got a gap in your teeth in a list

You sound like Daffy Duck when you spit

I'm thick Tuck can't sum up my palette

Rap in pitch

You too old to be rapping like you got a toothcold

Novacane couldn't numb the pain of what I do though

Claiming that you quick but you moving like a sumo

Why you're so salty

Six seconds looking like a bowl of ramen noodles

That is food for thought

Think about that line when you taking that loss

Rap battle jump ball toss

You gon catch hands like moss

Looking like a deer in the headlights

Bambi someone sent a note to his family that he caught this hook like sin motherf**ker You were one hit wonder no hit records

I rap better You play and check as I'm playing chess

Get the body back

Zip the black leather undefeated like Mayweather and the storm's coming so your fans turn in fair weather as I send god back home to heaven

F**k everybody who doubted me

I'm going out for my last round in that damn chamber and I won't miss like I'm ice wall while you're a freak in the cash chamber

Ay yo six

You can battle for sure

But I'm out rapping everybody

And guess what his girlfriends call him

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