[Verse 1: Goth Lad]
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[Hook: Goth Lad]
It's the gays or the posers
Stay in your lane don't get closer
We in the lane of some soldiers
Lames in your lane expect closure
Stayed in my ways but i'm older
It's the gays or the posers
Stay in your lane don't get closer
We in the lane of some soldiers
[Verse 2: Ace Century]
Never cook up beef like I was a vegetarian
I'll break your bones dog, you'll need a veterinarian
Punch you in the ovary, y'all hoes to me
Still aiming for success like I'm post to be
She talks dirty like she spitting dirt
You king?, n***a Please like Dirt McGirt
I mean ODB, R.I.P. one of the greats
Give respect where its due never to you fakes
I heard ya album, every song on it trash
So take ya ego and shove it up ya a**
Look like I care bout the money you make?
I'm just keeping it 100, that's word to The Game, forget Drake
Old wanna be fly a** cats, I got bug spray
Ain't talking bout my dead homie when I say I got an AK
Come on test me if you want, I'll give you a pop quiz
Old kid a** dude, trying talk grown man biz
Alright, got no time for these fools
But I'll fix some sh** up with these tools
Females wanna be hoes, start gardening with 'em
Cats start talking mess, tell my dogs sick em
Y'all just don't get it, that I've had enough
So if you ain't bout it stop acting tough
On the way to my throne, ain't no a**a**ination
Hearing you cats lie all the time is fascinating
Trying to see her poke her face, tell her deal me in
Ask me how I'm doing I'll tell you muy bien
I got the keys like Khaled, Jay Z and Future
Must be Clark Kent cause man I'm feeling super
Beginning to see more punani than a dyke
Hell you just thought it's the golden child on the mic