[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