Meka This, Meka That (FN Meka Diss) Lyrics

Man, I just seen a article saying that this lame ass nigga just got a deal, man

This old Mortal Combat unlockable character with no hands lookin' ass nigga

Boy you look like Lil' Skies in disguise lame ass nigga

You stole the man whole swag

How you talkin' gangster in the booth, but you on TikTok dancing like a Fortnight Character

Lame ass nigga

You ain't even from that hood

Do you remember the time when record labels recruited the real shooters

Now they out here signing these losers inside computers

FN Meka, who the hell is that

Now is he black

'Cause the word around town is that it's cap

They talkin' bout A.I. so I'm a cross you over

Where robots die, I'll get you pumped like engine motors

You hard online, but you ain't been around them cobras

You say somethin' back then we gon' really have to show ya

That goes for your owner that's doing your voiceovers

The label that's gonna pay you for gentrifying the culture

You got a song with Gunna and thought you was getting closer

So now I feel like HOVA and this is my takeover

Your whole image fabricated, imagined

All the money, the cars, jewelry, and even medication

So how you finally be a real boy

Pinocchio ass nigga

We play with real toys

How you make believe and still ain't got you no bitches

We ain't never ever seen no woman ever in them pictures

I stop robots, so you can say I'm Will Smithian

Got FNs for FN, or you can get this Smith&

No kidding

And there you have it

Talkin' about some FN Meka

Man, that FN stand for Fuck Nigga, man

Come on now

Its real artists starving in these streets, man

And y'all wanna be signing robots

Aye, aye, aye tell homie to pull up to GTA, we gon' run down on him and take all his money

You already know he ain't got real cash

Old broke ass, lame ass nigga

How your whips CGI

You ain't got 1 real Rolex

Ain't got 1 real Lambo

You ain't got no real nothing, boy

You ain't built like that