Cycle lyrics

[Verse 1]
You hear this b*tch tryna call me out?
Dude needs to shut his f*cking mouth
Faggot is too scared to drop my name
Cause he knows I’ll put a b*tch to shame
Your best song is still f*cking trash
Don’t try to fight, you don’t wanna try to clash
I’m gonna make you panic
Your just an egomaniac
Hey lil b*tch, you want some advice?
Fore you f*ck with me, better think twice
Or your gonna pay the price
When I start to rap, you know my sh*t is precise
I ain’t gonna waste time on a chorus
Me vs you is like Lee vs Norris
Don’t start saying I need to be more creative
You ripped off my sh*t, you're just imitative
You know you're in denial
Now the real mother f*cker’s here, it’s a late arrival
I’ve done this before, it’s the same old cycle
Let’s just let bygones be bygones
Unless you wanna be a b*tch, well here’s a dress, why don't try it on?