Hemi Diss lyrics

[Verse]
Uh, wet his ass up, I'ma leave him a dead man
I don't know Zero, but Zero, I'll spit on your mother and then I go p*ss on your dead mans
That n*gga grandma is dead as a b*tch
I don't give a f*ck, yeah, this sh*t getting tragic
R.I.P. Lex, but that n*gga an animal
Your real friend ended up in a casket
Uh, why don't you go pick him up?
Really 1600, I think that you did enough
Come to his crib and I'm f*cking his mom and then letting her go because that ho ain't thick enough
To all you n*ggas sucking di*k
When it come to diss, 1500 who they thinkin' of?
You did so much lame sh*t here on earth that your grandmother in Heaven do not wanna think of you
Now Hemi, don't get me started up on your ass
Virgin-ass n*gga, you ain't getting no ass
Smoke of Mandela, she live in a whole 'nother country, lil' n*gga, you down so bad
Fake a text with Ayanna, I already know that
Your brother is dead, so tell me where your bro at?
Since you gettin' b*tches, I'll give you five minutes to look through your phone and show me where the hoes at
That n*gga down bad really dissin' a dog
Pick up your grandma, she started to fall
Heard your brother passed away a while ago, I'm sorry for your—
Psych, I don't care at all
n*gga Hemi sounding like he ain't get no sleep in
In a cardboard box, I figured that's where you sleep at
Pull up to the nursing home, take your grandma on a date
Oh, wait, sh*t, where she at?
Peein' on your granny grave, where I be at
Zero really is a b*tch, I can see that
Frail-ass n*gga, you mad? Haha
Tell me where you wanna meet at
[Outro]
I need your love
I was all alone, I was tryna call your home
But all I heard was that sound
So I pull up to your home
n*gga made a song about a b*tch who he can't get
n*gga, shut that— n*gga turn that sh*t off
b*tch-ass n*gga, the f*ck? (f*ckin' dyke-built-ass b*tch, suck my di*k)