BBL Drizzy Lyrics

Who is he really, he sound silly

Sell out wearing blackface, sold ya soul, more like a clown really

Millie Vanilli, like em young and sweet

Epstein type, you like em ripe, wanna be da first to make em bleed

Privileged pedo that wanna be ghetto

Fabulous ya status quo, paint ya nails for ya fashion show

Hanging out at high schools and proms, but ain't there for they moms

Guess you identify as a child acting like you they Uncle Tom

Chasing blonds like dumb and dumber, immature, you like em young

But now as BBL Drizzy your only way to get em sprung

Trying to act hard ER nigga, yo bitch ass baby soft

Wit baby's nut on yo face, here, wipe it off wit a tablecloth

Young dummy hungry for fame and money, you playboy bunny

Fuckin real niggas bitches, got enemies, that shit ain't funny

Foolish, blackish, Jewish, wrong side of history, trading places

Wanna be like Zimmerman not Trevon Martin like a racist

Closest thing you are to Mike Jack is the drag queen of pop

On fire, Ricky Bobby you the only one that think you hot

Toronto media said that you got zero street cred

In Hell's Kitchen wit hells angels looking like a fed

Jig is up, spotlight shine on shenanigan like hoodwink

It's game over, goose is cooked is what you should think

High on fame, disease to da game, yea you should be ashamed

But ain't got shame in your game cause you a fucking lame

Tried to AI Snoop but only thing you got was ego trippin

Cease and Desist, take off the chart just like a migo slippin

Yea, rest in peace but you a piece of shit, think you da shit

Pussy, you squattin when you piss

Shoulda stuck to R&B, Aubrey fit like a bitches name

Got pissed on by diddy, you dat white girl from Danity Kane

What type of nigga hang him self and dig his own grave

Like OMG, UMG, you they biggest slave

Got metro boomin cookin on them drums

Dumb move, you weak now all the vultures wanna get some

Your own city and label got Kendrick for the win

A landslide in my opinion, your challenge a sin

and I'm Jamal Rashon

Ghost writers gone turn you into a ghost rapper, meantime

Do Harlem shake to shed Canadian bacon from waist line

You hog tied, I going haam, ya morals can't feed piggy bank

My riches outrank, stay focused while you gettin baked

50 Cam AK compromised, gas you up like you super size

I got my 3D glasses on, I see right through disguise

I feel like Ak will give you brain to touch OVO chain

Walking dead, just don't know it yet, roasted, numb to the pain

I'm Django, you Samuel, act like you know me well

You a sleeper cell, I break you down and I'm gone raise hell

Damn Drizzy, guess you didn't get the memo, bitch be humble

See life crumble, bumble sting, you be in deep trouble

Might as well just kill yourself so we can spread ya wealth

To my people that need it most, in heaven you can boast

You just a butt of a joke, a fuckin ass clown

Backwash bottom of the barrel for a hobo, you they last round

You a stool pigeon wit more than a few tools missing

A caricature, yea, this ain't even me dissin

Don't be mad at me, you gotta call me your Majesty

Bow down on knee, I press a button, crush you like a flea

Third degree heat, spittin fire burnin down your money tree

Didn't have to diss family, you a walking tragedy

Rosé said you a WB hoppin through street niggas

Boost street cred, spread fan base, boost figures

Your lyrics dry like pussy using two ply

You copin, showboatin, deep throatin, mouth open wide

At this point feel like I'm just talking to your gravestone

Imma just gone roll one up and watch you get stoned

Listen dog, you sick made, pussy bitch you get spaid

I'm a leg up you, psss psss, get sprayed

Call that shit rapping, I just see loose pussy lips flapping

Yea I ain't capping

Told you silly rabbit, tricks for kids not for you batin em

It's against the law, you can't be out here datin em

Somethin Harvey Weinstein, hella degenerate

Another case of Justin Bieber and Helen DeGeneres

K Dot reason I got back in hip hop, don't mean to name drop

Nas said it was dead after they killed Pac, it was no longer hot

Kris number one pioneer fought against powers that be

Controlling our culture, manipulate music in industry

Niggas bendin over for a bag like sacrificial lambs

Preppin youth for prison, we systematically damned

Kendrick got that music you feel, it heal not kill

Them other niggas out for a bag, they are not real

They don't speak on the truth like the shit that got Pac killed

They get in line to sell they soul and say they got a hot deal

Check the catalog, I'm really nothing like y'all

Know how to stand on my on two, I fight not crawl

Lil Wayne said stay in your lane but you DWI

Must be too good to take advice, please tell me why

You carbon copy sloppy seconds movin sloppy Poppy

And after hearing this diss, you may not like me

Yea, I mean comparing drake to Kendrick is like comparing fast food to raw organic fruits and vegetables

Everyone's gonna eat up the garbage because it tastes so good and addictive

I mean when Kendrick said your music pacify while his electrify, he means his stimulates your mind while yours just give people the itis

It is what it is

Take it or leave it

You are what you eat

Most y'all niggas out here eating trash