F.R.G.

[Intro: Naijablack, Yung Spicy & Chase P]

"Rache Gang Poopoo"

Yea you tell 'em chase

"DRGN Dave Poopoo"

Yea man, younahmsayin?

"Suck your mum"

Yeah Suck your mom bitch ass nigga

(Inaudible Scream)

Yea all ya'll in Rache Gang thought we wasn't gonna do this

Ya'll thought your bars sound super ass hard

Dylan you a bitch

Nate you a bitch

David you ain't even black get the fuck off this--

Get the fuck off the tracks

All ya'll bitches, all ya'll bitches

[Verse 1: Naijablack]

Yea, Fuck Rache Gang, all ya niggas went and fucked up the game

Heard your weak shit don’t know what you’re sayin

You thought it was hot, I thought you was playin

Ya see me I’m cut tight a young nigga faded

You wanna talk shit and you wanna throw shade and

I don’t you grindin so don’t even say shit

I can’t be degraded and I won't be persuaded

Hmm, was that too fast david?

Well lemme slow it down to how you’d say it

RACHE GAAAANG are a bunch of dumb bitches who are boutta get broken faces

Liftoff bruh I respected you, until stiffed your crew on the revenue

Made trashy songs to get better views

Would it kill ya’ll to put in some effort too?

And David I don’t even want to get to you

The black community rejected you

Playing dragonvale, that’s why Katie bailed

You even said last week I was better than you

Hmm

But I guess it don’t matter

I’ll fry you nice and whip you up like batter

Just know you’ll all get shattered

And the world will know that you’re shitty ass rappers

Beef stew bro you’re the laziest

Nigga you be staying on shady shit

Can’t write 5 lyrics for 5 sec appearance

So you Take them Yush, like your baby sis?

Ohhhh, yes honey

You know I’m talking bout you Yush Money

Kristine made you go lovey dovey

But you went and ran away when steven got fussy

Ooooh wait did I go to far?, bitch just know that shit wasn’t even hard

Don’t pause now we ain’t even start, We not done playing so bitch hold your cards

We gon strike you down you done let down your guard

Rache gang sucks AND THEY HAVE NO BARS

Your bars are shit and beats are farts

And every time David spits it fucking breaks my heart

Nate

It’s amazing how crazy wasted and basic your lines sound when you say them

Destroy your group and your playlist, you’re just a dumb washed up racist

And I really just can’t take this

Cuz you and Rache Gang are the poster children for all this fake shit

425 comin eastbound, Naijablack is the free sound

All yall know deep down that we the kings and we just renounced

I saw the scoreboard I see now that we might need to get recount

And Ellie check my stats cuz you know your boy gets hella rebounds

Yea Ellie i made this real fuckin easy for you cuz I know you like to record shit. So you know what? This shit's already recorded for you play it back for your friends

Baljeet I'm off this shit, so over it, so you just, just come on man i ain't tryna do this shit

[Verse 2: Baljeet From Tech Support]

Don't you hate when a bitch think they can spit

Yush Money at my crib you chokin on my dick

Your tracks are a joke, your soundcloud's a brick

Dylan tryna body but he thin as a stick

First up David got washed like Haiti

You think you got Kaite, retarded you crazy

You think she your lady but you act like you 80

Now Matthew at her crib, calling her baby

I eat ass and i write my own lyrics

Steven got a ghost writer cookin up critics

You look at our bars, you copy, you mimic

You think we don't see it? Bitch you satyric

Yush Money tiny, your rhymes ain't spicy

You fuck Steve's sister you grimey you slimey

My dick don't work but it's harder than your verses

You try to diss you look like a circus

DRGN Dave? More like DRGN Gay

The bedpost did you like Sasha Grey

Ripped your ass back in second grade

Now you need stitches, maybe a band aid

Take two weeks to write your verses

Get on our level freestyle no rehearses

Steven take a seat just stop charades

Step up the track your verses are AIDS

Dylan went to hoco but you got no date

Stay getting curved might as well be gay

You think you smooth, you think can slay

But you keep trying and you keep getting played

[Verse 3: Chim P]

Rache gang ain't readyyyy

Chim P with the gang, and we coming with the heat

Never take no L's, all we do is thrive and then we eat

We elite, you bouta witness rache gangs defeat

Lemme take you 1 by 1, our revenge will be so sweet

N8 you a thot, diss Chim P, better not

Manny Paquiao ass to space, so I call you astronaut

You be sounding monotone, like a robot, its disgusting

I be blushing cause your girl is  on my dick and i be thrusting

What does Chim P eat for lunch, beef stew that's a fact

How are you the best rapper in your group, when you're whack

Im exposing, and you better hide your face up in a mask

Throwback, no Justice, Derek beat you to his ask

Next up, on your team, Yush-money, watch me gleam

You may be Japanese, but you really ain't supreme

You're irrelevant, like an anime you're just a filler

Sayonara bud, yea it looks like i just fucking killed ya

DRGN Dave, tell me how you get the bullshit you be saying

Chocolate rain, feel the pain, you don't know the game your playing

All verses and your flows are just examples of a fail

Hold tight, sit back, and just stick to dragon vale

Liftoff better takeoff when my heat blows up the game

Taking L's on the daily even have one in your name

Fuck your views, fuck your likes, this ain't really bout the fame

We just wanna show the people that we better than your gang

Ayy

Rache Gang, Rache Gang, when you hear us on the track don't salty don't rash

Ayy

Rache Gang, Rache Gang, endgame, checkmate, five guys in the trash

[Snippet from DRGN Dave Let's Play]

So i started a new character. I-I already have a few other characters, but um, thought I'd just make a new one, just for guys. Yea so, Jedi counselor, pretty fun, i think. I dunno....first time

[Verse 4: Yung Spicy]

Hi kids! You like violence? Imma shoot a nut, just a spy kids

Your flow, that's expiring, your music uninspiring

Shitty Mcshitty, so shitty a Mcpick 2 couldn't save you bitch

Your Petty songs make me pity, stop ya'll dreaming you won't be rich

Fuck it i'll spin this flow around, i'll make your two moms need an ultrasound

Fuck it i'll kick this door, there's your girl, ha, hoedown

Who invited this predator? What? You're an editor?

JB beats? Never heard of that. I'll roast you so hard you'll need a prayer mat

What couldn't drop some bars? Oh yea you're a pussy cat. A war is coming? Damn, I'm coming, can't wait to see in ten years bumming

Don't fret, I'll spare some change, maybe a penny, take you out to the golf range, break your ankles, mid-range, think you got a future? Deranged

Naijablack. gotta be thinking how truly fast can we roast this trash?

I bet if you taped your mouths together, you still couldn't rap this fast. Maybe you're thinking you're better but fuck it, you just got outclassed. Hold up lemme drop it on you, see if you can outlast

I'm superhuman i'm super mario, sit on your flow and you look like Rosario. Cock go high on my thigh good fly, smash bros style i'll make you die

1v1 me i don't care, although i don't think that'd be fair

Your special ability needs repair, at least i can afford health care

You think you're pretty, flexing? Well your shitty ethics, need testing

While your fixing life, i'll be at your moms house, nesting

Don't cry cause I'm unbeatable, you've got aids and it's untreatable

I am the greatest. You know logic? Probably cause i got him famous

Googly goo you smell like the poopoo, you just like a group coup

I dunno, can't get anyone else to follow your back well, you can't even rap. Ellie get off the goddamn track you make me wanna snap my back. Why you gotta be calling my name on the track, you're not my dad, noodlehead you're wack

Talking about my girl and shit, like honey, where's yours? Facts

[Verse 5: MC J Johnny]

I've got cumstains with better bars than you

The anticipation of your diss made my balls so blue

We got ice so white, it looks like you

Dont touch these slaves if i see your face, imma beat it up