AP Diss Track Lyrics

What?

Man this bitch crazy

Insane a bullet to dodge

Might think this ain't me

But this been cooking in the pot

And I know you hate beef

So you had to call the fucking cops

Stupid pussy know I never play sweet

Fuck with me?

Go fuck your dog

I could never fetch

I could never

I could never chase

Only bone I get

Is when she in her

When she in her lace

I'm glad that you quit

You picked the wrong game

You think that you slick

The comments you made

I don't need to think

Don't care what I say

You're tuned into Nick and lights boutta fade

Never see me holding big straps

I saw his K

But he's more itachi

Stupid mother fucker born to copy

Need to get a better brain than a horde of a zombies

Got good hands but got the bigger picture

Might run if I don't got it on me

Falling back can't fall unless the floor is falling

If I mother fucking fold than it's origami

If I fold it's ebonies got her legs on me no piggy back

Still hung up on her ex please

One night with me she won't get him back

Your ex on meth he's no threat please come chill with Cat

This right hook'll leave 'em weak

He on Ketamine that's a different jab

Used to claim A.P I mean Alonie

Mother fucking hoe wack

Playing dead when she on me said she love doggy but I didn't know that

That she really meant Rocky

Disgusting made him lick your own cat

Need peanut butter just to climax

Ass not a peach got that apple like an iPad

Something's fishy

I know you know with that fuckin nose

Tinder hoe

Couldn't keep it closed

Snow bunny

Had to hop on coke

Pussy

Girl you couldn't even overdose

When it's not on dick you still fucking choke

Would've brought the water had I fucking known that

This bitch crazy

Insane a bullet to dodge

Might think this ain't me

But this been cooking in the pot

And I know you hate beef

So you had to call the fucking cops

Stupid pussy know I never play sweet

Fuck with me?

Go fuck your dog

I could never fetch

I could never

I could never chase

Only bone I get

Is when she in her

When she in her lace

I'm glad that you quit

You picked the wrong game

You think that you slick

The comments you made

I don't need to think

Don't care what I say

You're tuned into Nick and lights boutta fade