954mari - DISRESPECTFUL 2

★ verse 1: aerial ace ★
The chamber twitching, i'm dumping charges - defibrillation
Your chest get pound 'till i off the beat like a palpitation
Raiden shogun, i pull a zapper, that bitch ain't body grazing
Then we start body shaming, boy, your build is oddly vacant
You niggas y'all parents worst mistake, we exonerate 'em
Giving god the patience, check him in as he get time to weigh in
Couldn't drop his casing, his partners fitted to do it for him
Fuck your forum, i'mma just kill the conversation
Huh, i might smack ya broad and have the bitch gave all her bands to me
You a peasant's royal pain, but that shit there don't stand with me
On your knees, don't stand to me, top this wood - canopy
Grand prix, burning rubber, ain't got time for plan b
Hah, bitch, i'm everywhere
Makima, i'd bang ya chick, but, nigga, she was never there
I can make ya lil' true crime look as miniscule as a severed hair
Motherfuckers say i'm hell bound, head household to me a teddy bear
Respectfully, i'm disrespectful, on demon time, better fix ya bezel or you clock out
Ain't no life saving on the dark side, you gon' meet the devil when you knock out
Black whip, got a bunch of bodies underneath the rim, ain't no fucking box out
But we had to bring the box out, stupid nigga better fucking watch out, motherfucker!

★ verse 2: 954mari ★
Watch out with that dissing, dude
Y'all bickering like the bitches do
Y'all gassed up, that shit is crude
Gas stove - how i pop simmer smooth
Can't cook the way i cook
Make tracks from scratch in a three star michelin booth
Dick riding every record 'till you strike a chord with 'em
Then they sing a different tune
Shit get out of hand when i pick a move
It's real dark when i switcheroo
It's platinum status when i'm in the room
Like distortion world, shit split in two
You was bad living 'till it came to roost
Shit turn ya crib into a chicken coop
Thought you was flier than a quidditch broom
It's a clean sweep when we finish you
Like swiffer - how the clique click and move
Spend less time tryna pen ya bars
Spend more time in a twitter feud
Lemonade stand, it's straight sweet shit
What y'all slick bitches like to pitch in to
Flow sickening when i spit a few
Need to call a medic or a clinic too
And i hammer down when i spit the truth
Sumn' like the judge when they sentence you
Shit was on the nail like acrylic glue
So nuts - how i crack different moods
That i fed the elephant in the room
How the jit go gorillas with that green dot
On the drum, call it rillaboom
Hits deep enough that the mariana trench
Looking like a damn kiddie pool
They be overexplaining their lyrics when it's weak shit
Only time i break it down is when they fuck up on the genius
Need kaleidoscope to read 'em from all these doubles i'm speaking
Rather give kickflamez my cashapp password than give rappers features
Who's the demon? the nicest, i'm telling the truth
Ya own fans will still tell you that i'm better than you
Go check the comments, lil' bro, ya own fans don't believe in you
You do a poll on your own channel, i'm prolly beating you
I checked the news, nothing new that's under the sun
Fans dropped another reaction, nick cannon - another son
Rappers selling just like desiigner, their wave is an one and done
Nigel uno, this kid's next, i am still just the number one