Catch Up Wit U! (Comethazine Diss) lyrics

[Intro]
(Opal)
(Hellworld)
f*ck Comethazine, that n*gga Autumn! up next, haha
Facts
f*ck Comethazine
Ayy, f*ck Comethazine, he a Smokepurpp clone
f*ck Comethazine
f*ck Comethazine, n*gga
f*ck that
f*ck Comethazine
f*ck Comethazine, he's a b*tch

[Chorus]
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother, it's gon' catch up to ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
n*ggas be talkin' that sh*t, sayin', "We gon' catch up to ya"
n*gga want the smoke, want the addy, b*tch? I can text it to ya (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round with a Draco, that b*tch eat like Barracuda's (Yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari, feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, b*tch, I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from, them n*ggas 'round here love shootin' (Blatt, blatt)

[Verse]
Must not know where I'm from, them n*ggas 'round here, they ruthless
Snipers all on the roof, that car better not be roofless (Blatt)
He don't really want smoke, no, he don't want no pollution (No)
n*gga in his feelings on the 'Gram, man, that sh*t so useless
n*gga, we posted in the H, yeah, we posted in Houston (Yeah)
Sayin n*ggas stealin' yo swag? We ain't never heard yo' music
And f*ck all the Bawskee sh*t, n*gga, that sh*t sound stupid (Ha)
Keep that heat on my side, n*gga, this sh*t could get humid
Them bullets, yeah, they gon' fly, shoot 'em til he stop movin' (Blatt)
If n*ggas really ready to die, sh*t, let's get it, let's do it (Blatt)
You really want n*ggas to die, b*tch, let's get it, come prove it (Yeah)
Me and Summrs been ready to die, we ain't got sh*t worth losin' (No)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother, it's gon' catch up to ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
n*ggas be talkin' that sh*t, sayin', "We gon' catch up to ya"
n*gga want the smoke, want the addy, b*tch? I can text it to ya
Ridin' 'round with a Draco, that b*tch eat like Barracuda's (Yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari, feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, b*tch, I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from, them n*ggas 'round here love shootin' (Blatt, blatt)
(Yeah, yeah)