Big Ant Dog b.a.d Dissin' Every1 lyrics
Dissin' Every1
Big Ant Dog b.a.d
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[Intro: Big Ant Dog & Drake]
I ain't dissin' Drake on this, okay
I'm usin' a sample for it
Shout out Drake
Listen
Seein' you got ritualistic
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse: Big Ant Dog]
Bitches actin' all hard but have they lost they V-Card
Discard that shit I don't want it, But Nate you ain't on Life II
I took you off the album so don't act like that
You tryna move like that
You a fuckin' rat, you snitchin' on me
You bitchin' too I'd beat you up like I'm Muhammed Ali
Slammed you over this shit dissin' people
Like XXXTENTACION and shit you gon' die
I'm gonna shoot you, you conquer me but you masturbate
To Mario 24/7, hoe's ain't shit
I can pop you like a zit
You a pussy like an clit, yo' girl gave me my dick a titjob
She suckin' on my dick, you full of shit
I have the lyrical spit more than you ever do
I can be physical here you tryna hit you miss
I ain't hypocritical wit' the mic so shut yo' filthy mouth
You just tryna suck yo' own dick but it too small to fit
You eat shit off yo' ass this too explicit for these bitches
You just like Jess on yo' ass peggin' yo' ass
I burned her toys fuck the strap-on I don't do that gay shit
I ain't talkin' cap so don't get turned on talkin' beef
I'm too explicit for these hoes they gotta chill
C.A.S you's hoes blamin' me for 'em shit
I hope you shame yourselves
Don't claim me for that shit that's cap
I'm doin' a rap over the shit what you done
I'm done I don't like you bitches
You all insecure y'all gotta chill
Check the score I'm winnin' like NBA
Jess made you a whore Nathan don't fuckin' play wit' me
Knock on yo' door and it stank off shit (Ew what the fuck)
Nathan and Jess you two are dirty sluts
I hope y'all cut y'all selves after this shit
Nathan you got fucked by Jess in Strap-On
Y'all two are a mess I put this on Life II might replace the NB Raps collabs, I just make this like I make kebabs
I just need a map just to get to yo' location
Yo' brain is on vacation, you masturbation to Jess fuckin' you after
This diss track era is my sensation I ain't doin' this shit for clout
Nathan's doin' shit for clout tho' dissin' XXXTENTACION
If NB Raps die we'll smoke his pack (It gonna hit hard)
Damn Imma choke because this hit like a bitch
This ain't jokes bitch
What took this bitch 2-months to respond
Shoot you like James Bond
If you want beef and you a opp than you callin' the cop
You ain't no gangs, you's a bitch
You a snitch go to that pitch black ditch and die
Switch sides and a polices bitch and join their side
I hope you get some homicidal thoughts
I'm gonna catch you lackin'
I'm gonna smack you up and knock you out
Never be a snitch and track it down
I'll do it alone I'd do anything for the gang
I'll take a bullet for 'em
Fuck that shit I don't care if you conquer
You a queer if you talk like that
I hope you fear when I beat you up and you cry like a bitch
Fuck yo' shit, fuck this place
Racist shit now (Shit)
I hope y'all respond badly to get families involved
I'm coldhearted when I have beef
I hope y'all die
[Outro: Drake]
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen x10
I ain't dissin' Drake on this, okay
I'm usin' a sample for it
Shout out Drake
Listen
Seein' you got ritualistic
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
[Verse: Big Ant Dog]
Bitches actin' all hard but have they lost they V-Card
Discard that shit I don't want it, But Nate you ain't on Life II
I took you off the album so don't act like that
You tryna move like that
You a fuckin' rat, you snitchin' on me
You bitchin' too I'd beat you up like I'm Muhammed Ali
Slammed you over this shit dissin' people
Like XXXTENTACION and shit you gon' die
I'm gonna shoot you, you conquer me but you masturbate
To Mario 24/7, hoe's ain't shit
I can pop you like a zit
You a pussy like an clit, yo' girl gave me my dick a titjob
She suckin' on my dick, you full of shit
I have the lyrical spit more than you ever do
I can be physical here you tryna hit you miss
I ain't hypocritical wit' the mic so shut yo' filthy mouth
You just tryna suck yo' own dick but it too small to fit
You eat shit off yo' ass this too explicit for these bitches
You just like Jess on yo' ass peggin' yo' ass
I burned her toys fuck the strap-on I don't do that gay shit
I ain't talkin' cap so don't get turned on talkin' beef
I'm too explicit for these hoes they gotta chill
C.A.S you's hoes blamin' me for 'em shit
I hope you shame yourselves
Don't claim me for that shit that's cap
I'm doin' a rap over the shit what you done
I'm done I don't like you bitches
You all insecure y'all gotta chill
Check the score I'm winnin' like NBA
Jess made you a whore Nathan don't fuckin' play wit' me
Knock on yo' door and it stank off shit (Ew what the fuck)
Nathan and Jess you two are dirty sluts
I hope y'all cut y'all selves after this shit
Nathan you got fucked by Jess in Strap-On
Y'all two are a mess I put this on Life II might replace the NB Raps collabs, I just make this like I make kebabs
I just need a map just to get to yo' location
Yo' brain is on vacation, you masturbation to Jess fuckin' you after
This diss track era is my sensation I ain't doin' this shit for clout
Nathan's doin' shit for clout tho' dissin' XXXTENTACION
If NB Raps die we'll smoke his pack (It gonna hit hard)
Damn Imma choke because this hit like a bitch
This ain't jokes bitch
What took this bitch 2-months to respond
Shoot you like James Bond
If you want beef and you a opp than you callin' the cop
You ain't no gangs, you's a bitch
You a snitch go to that pitch black ditch and die
Switch sides and a polices bitch and join their side
I hope you get some homicidal thoughts
I'm gonna catch you lackin'
I'm gonna smack you up and knock you out
Never be a snitch and track it down
I'll do it alone I'd do anything for the gang
I'll take a bullet for 'em
Fuck that shit I don't care if you conquer
You a queer if you talk like that
I hope you fear when I beat you up and you cry like a bitch
Fuck yo' shit, fuck this place
Racist shit now (Shit)
I hope y'all respond badly to get families involved
I'm coldhearted when I have beef
I hope y'all die
[Outro: Drake]
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen
Listen, listen, listen x10
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