b*tch I’m Da Erf (Yung Dab Diss) lyrics

[Verse]
f*ck Yung Dab, he probably plays hop scotch
I mix Coca Cola with pop rocks
I'll split your wig, like a weave divorce
Have I f*cked your mother? Of course
I ate her pus*y; third course
This diss rap got, no chorus
Your raps are like a Russian name; they bore us

How you gonna dab, when those arms is broke?
"Yung Dab raps good!" Yeah, that's a joke
f*ck that dumbass Otto, he ain't that bright
Will I kill his dumbass? I betcha might
Fake drugs, fake friends, and your bullets is nerf
You ain't got no turf, b*tch I'm the erf, b*tch I'm the erf uh
You ain't got no turf, b*tch I'm the erf