TØRQUE FREESTYLE ft. Zotiyac & HUSHINSILENCE Lyrics

A pussy be dissing me over some petty shit that I just said on the internet

You claiming you punk

But you covered in cum and you probably sleeping with pillow pets

Compare me to Eminem cuz I'm way better than all of you faggots it's evident

Don't even come stepping

I'll turn your collective to nothing but dust while I'm sliding so effortless

Nothing but pestilence

Smothered in syphilis

Nothing but shit that I'm stepping in

You clearly desperate

You want my attention so bad

But you never gon get it bitch

You swear that you different

Nah, you just high off them uppers and thinking you spitting shit

You could never saying nothing that's making me budge

But I'll let you get up and go try again

You probably could learn a lil thing or two

I'd rather be helping than dissing you

Matter fact, I ain't even gon mention you

I'm protecting you

Boy, let me mentor you

Working together to gather the revenue

It'd be better than being a vegetable

Bitch, come correct when I'm stepping through

If you gon test me again then I'm ending you

You could never fuck with a juggernaut

Bitch I'm above it cuz I'm an underground demigod

Every line deadly and laced up with fentanyl

Pussy probably pissed cuz I'm breaking through the pinnacle

Probably wanna diss me cuz I make em feel invisible

But I'm untouchable

Bitch I'm invincible

And I ain't fuckin with none of these imbeciles

All of they tracks are weak and dismiss-able

What was you thinking would actually happen?

Y'all got me literally actually laughing

Cunts, your career could be catching a casket

Tragic

Dirty

Rotten

Rancid

Pussy prancing, faggot actors

Lying in them raps you crafting

Capping

You ain't bout that action

Bitch, I'm clapping all ya asses

Armed up like a fuckin raptor

Draggin shit just like Jurassic

Step on shit like March Madness

Leave a body full of a fuckin maggots

Glock off safety fuck a hazard

I'm the juggernaut big black bastard

That hair trigger, burn a nigga shit smell like we melting plastic

I say whats the plan aye

I aint got no plan B

I went copped myself a 4 and bought yo bitch a plan B

That bitch on dick like she a tweaker I hate addicts Anne Frank

Don't get it twisted bottled up boy we pop shit like champagne

You talmbout what the man do

Lets talk bout what the man aint

And I'm way more than a man cuz i do what the man cant

I'm shooting like I'm Cam Payne

Out the bucket canned paint

Make it drip like candy paint

Banana clip like plantain

We fuck em up and fuck em up again

Bitch I need more than a hundred thousand

It take less than a hour to blow a fuckin ten

I just met two bitches at the club

Thought they was fuckin friends

Slid both of them bitches to the crib

Find out they fuckin twins

But not just like my Glock cuz both them hoes identical

Die in the view with a sniper rifle

Peak just like my pinnacle

Wet some shit

Suspend you in the air

That's just off principle

Like Mike Jones cuz boy I got so many arms like tentacles