Organization XIII - DINKLEBERG 4!

★ Intro ★
You know, Sheldon...
I thought I was done with this, but you're still talking shit...
Dinkleberg, I guess I'mma have to really get rid of you now...
You really want it, huh? You really want it that bad, huh?

★ Verse ★
Dinkleberg, why you still tryna diss?
I might wrap you in front of your bitch
Take yo' pack and take yo' stick
Take your Raf and take your Rick
Leave you down bad on your deck
Leave you lookin' stupid as shit
I pull up and hit you with this .9
I hit you in your spine
I hit you in your brain just so I can see what's on your mind
I'mma have you shook, paranoid, lookin' out your blinds
Damn, is that Mr. Turner?
Damn, does he have a burner?
Damn, is he really sticked up?
Drip, I be really Rick'd up
Damn, swag ❲?❳
Hellcat, I'm up with the best
You don't ever hear the noise
You can't see me with my toys
With Timmy, that's my boy
Wish for a stick and hit
Wish for a stick and hit
I'mma ❲?❳
Dinkleberg been talkin' down
I'mma hit him in his crown
Display in front of town
Then I put him in the ground
Then I put him in an unmarked grave
I'mma whip him like everyday
I'mma turn that boy to my slave
I swear to god I'm taking glee
I'm a little sadistic, I'mma hit him with ballistics
He wanna talk shit, then I'mma pull up with a ripstick
I put a .9 up in his throat just like a lozenge
I swear to god when I think of him, my palms itch
I just wanna see him gone, I wanna knock him off the map
I'mma press him like an app, I might hit right in his cap
I might put that shit on Snap, Do like Thanos and I'll snap