[Intro] You made me leave a comment, Matty I almost made it Somebody had to say my name Yo Jensen, I ain't never battled before so let me know if this on trend, homie Yo, yo [Verse] This one goes out to little Garrett Plummer Who ventured out one summer on a journey to stay relevant On his adventure he encountered four horsemen That he knew he shouldn't f** with but he did it for the hell of it Now little Garrett, he has plenty of potential But for some ungodly reason thinks that all he says is heaven-sent But Garrett never learned he's in too deep And now he's f**ing with a beast, yo homie, you ain't seen "The Revenant"? I get it, you just wanna play a position So Clevey gave your little mixtape a listen Talk sh** about my audio and tell me to fall out I'm chilling out in England just recording at Wobz' house Part of the Justice League? Heard you was Flash, man Well nickname me Zoom cause I murdered you fast, man Beat him like a dirty cop that turned off the dashcam Wham bam thank you ma'am, the Bigelow, Bam Bam Gone 'til November, you'll be gone 'til November Clevey erase you before anyone remembered Shawn, Will, tee, Shoes, Clevey, and Kahlee Is what Beef Season will be, with some nameless contender But "Will, he made six songs!" "Clevey, he made six songs!" "teewhy, he made six songs!" "Shoes, he made six songs!" Alright Matty, let me see what all the fuss about
Oh, those six songs that no one gave a f** about? But really Garrett spit hot fire you're Dylan Got punchlines I got to say that's smoother than nylon I mean no disrespect, let's let bygones be bygones But I'm sure you'll fire back like you're storming on Saigon Want to make sure that you got love for the podcast Or is this Beef Season then you're gone from the pod fast? Looking for a writeup? Well homie, that sh**'s past But Clevey gonna be around from now 'til the pod last To try to lift the throne so we can get up on this Bunheads clench they chest like they got up on bong hits Call yourself a legend but you lost to a novice Well let me know how many follows you get from all this Don't try to test the Horsemen like you f**ing with Scantron Running back to Batman like, "Can you hold my hand, Shawn?" Lyrically I leave 'em bloody like tampons But look at all the Bunheads, they still getting they dance on Dammit Matty, we get it, there's six songs! The problem is he forgot to write a sick song He couldn't k** it with an album Stevie Nicks long Thought he could take a corner, Mr. Plummer's dead wrong Have him walk embarra**ed through the town like he's Cersei I kinda call me Michael Jackson, Garrett is Percy I'm through with it, I'm magic, dude ain't worthy I'm hashtag #hongry, Plummer's hashtag #thirsty