Lyrics

You don't make beats, you're a backseat bitch Let a motherfucker do it, then you save right click Disgrace on my name, I am YC and K Never take to my heart what a hype beast say Sounding like you just found reverb I'm the YCK the public deserves Take my name we got a false impostor You're a no one you ain't on the roster Sound is ass what's a mix and master Definition of an internet rapper Work on your flow, well, you sound a bit slow And I mean, you sound dumb if you didn't fucking know Rotten garbage, better yet you're trash Definition of mumble rap Shit from my ass could write better bars Your songs; ED and that's never hard Attacking some garbage, I verbally terrorize Looking out, both of my rose-tinted pair of eyes At the conclusion that I am superior I am deducing that you are inferior I think a change of your name might be due Couple suggestions, yeah not one but two Change it to Wack Ass Bars or Trash You won't clap back hard, that's a guaranteed pass Yeah, I can hear you, shut the fuck up Bitch I can see you, you just look dumb Yeah, I can hear you, shut the fuck up Bitch I can see you, you just look dumb Yeah, I can hear you, shut the fuck up Bitch I can see you, you just look dumb Yeah, I can hear you, shut the fuck up Bitch I can see you, you just look dumb
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