RAN

You really think I struggle to get girls? You're a funny guy, you know? Very funny guy Let's start off with the obvious things You got less subs and you're clearly not slim You're a YouTube scrub, I'm a YouTube king You started a war that you're not gonna win So Andrew, stop it All of the talk, just stop it When I was at my house counting up all the racks You were at the Sidemen house squatting Fat fuck Sidemen house got you all gassed up You jumped a track and you wanna act tough But if we jumped in the ring, you'd get slapped up Imma fuck your wife like a horse Then I go take her for a drive in a Porsche If you saw the messages and lettersby_laura You'd be screaming 'divorce' You want to talk about p's Your wedding was shit and the dress looked cheap It's about to be so peak You fucked up, I'm gonna go deep Andrew Shane, get sent to the gallows Say your bars are deep but they're all so shallow You went to uni for a whole 3 years Just to be stuck in JJ's shadow All the years you've been begging Probably changed his bedding But the one thing that you ain't been spreading Is that JJ paid for your wedding I'm happy like, I got my wife I'm enjoying li- Oh, you have your wife You're having laura Yeah I challenged and he ran He ain't messing with the man He know I got all the plans He know I'm making the bands All the lies, I cannot stand Cause he begging off the clan Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne You say JJ this, JJ that Call me Walmart, let's talk facts JJ's in your top ten videos JJ got you that YouTube plaque JJ's cameraman, JJ's bitch Got your lips on JJ's dick When JJ got signed to a label JJ didn't even bring you in How can this guy battle me Brother pays his salary He cannot handle me Lay off the calories L.A, wanna bring it up This dirt, dig it up Did you tell Laura all the girls you were ringing up Card declined, that's true But I'm worth 5 mil 5 more than you All your music is trash, ahhh Will Smith, you're an actor Fat prick, get the camera Holding smoke like cancer Yeah I challenged and he ran He ain't messing with the man He know I got all the plans He know I'm making the bands All the lies, I cannot stand Cause he begging off the clan Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne Yeah, he ran, hiding like he's Anne