Grounded lyrics

by

Yesify



[Intro: Yesify & Javier Barry]
They just dissed me bro
They don't know how to act
That will leave a blister
And f*ck with his sister, HA!!!
Ight
Wooh
Ight, make sure you f*ckin' burn them this time

[Verse 1: Yesify]
ConDawgZ, just stop
Your funny videos are a flop
I only use you 'cause you're a prop
You're like a scene I had to crop
Cut the sh*t, cut the edit
All you tweets, I f*ckin' read it
You make videos off of me, boy, give me some credit
Talkin' sh*t on DMs too
Boy, you're blues without a clue
Let's not mention "Yesify, who?"
I was in your whole review
Y'all some whiny b*tchеs and I guess y'all can't take hate
I saw you crying to your commеnts, and that sh*t was clickbait
Conner, son, I'ma teach you a lesson
You're a failed abortion, ain't no question
Hopefully, I will end your depression
His fifth—no sixth—therapy session
All bark, no bite
I took a L but at least I can fight
You think that you're better and acting snobby
If I'm Logan Paul, I'ma film your body (Aye)
This is it, I'm f*cking done bro
Go to Disney, you look like Dumbo
Why y'all disgusted when I rap about sex?
Stop showin' off 'cause you have nothin' to flex
I don't make racks, b*tch I make checks
When he raps, he sound like he's choking
I forgot he's high and he is toking
You said we're playin', but b*tch I ain't jokin'
On your diss, I made a comment and I guess you could not take it (Take it)
Just like your reactions, b*tch you had to fake it (Fake it)
People say you have bars, b*tch I say, "Where?" (Where?)
Look at them damn kids gettin' shot over there
"Shut the f*ck up!"
No b*tch, I'm speaking (Huh?)
I forgot to mention I also see your momma on the weekend (Ooh)
Yeah you mad, call yo mans
You should OD on some xans
Why you dissin' cause she pans
When you look like a trans?
You be talkin' too much (True)
Get the duct tape (Yeah)
Make the right decision and decide your escape (Wooh)
He just be hatin', he talkin' a lot
b*tch I burn hot like a coffee pot
Motherf*cker, third degree burn
Javier, b*tch, it's your turn (Damn)
[Verse 2: Javier Barry]
(School Shooter)
Hop off my boy, Yesify
We in court 'bout to testify
You stutterin', 'bout to make a lie
That's right, yeah we hope you die
Keep it hundred with you real quick
Me and Yesify are just too sick
But now you f*ck with my clique
Talk sh*t, we run up with the sticks
Whitest of the whites, that sounds like you
I think Anna would agree too
Take Conner right back to the zoo
Ask everybody and they say, "Who?"
ConDawg, let's test your rhymes
I'm dissin' a n*gga who forgets his lines
Think that you're rich, go doodle your wealth
You the type of n*gga who google yourself
Ooh, let's pierce a piercing
Let's play tag with your ex named Kiersten
Oh damn, sorry to take you
But you're a corn dog and I had to bake you
Okay, back on Austin Cohn
He takes lyrics to the heart, not to the dome
It's okay, I just got off the phone
When he raps, he sounds like his mom when she moans
Go cry because you're a weeper
ConDawgs is just a speaker
Don't get grounded, that will make me weaker
If you spit back, then I will cut deeper
You look like you're the maddest
And your story, that is the saddest
Your channel is so f*cking dead
Boy, please, pick up the status
b*tch I'm a bull, so say, “olé”
Run into you, that's what I say
Took your diss down, why you afraid?
Just stop tryin', you say, “okay”
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