Bitch Lasagna – Party in Backyard & Pewdiepie

I don’t like you T-Series
Nothing personal, kid
But I must go all out, just this once
Bobs or vegana, whichever will it be?
Sit the fuck down, T-Series, I am here to spill the real tea (Uh)
You’re tryna dethrone me for spot on number one
But you India, you lose, so, best think you haven’t won
When I’m through with you, we’re gonna be completely fuckin’ done
‘Cause we only just begun, I review you, zero, bye bitch, gone
So, come on, T-Series, lookin’ hungry for some drama
Here, let me serve you bitch lasagna

Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain’t nothin’ but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at T-Series, they just cryin’ for their mama
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain’t nothin’ but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series just wet themselves in their pajamas

So, who the hell is Bob, and why you wanna kiss him (Ew)
I’m a blue eyed white dragon, while you’re just dark magician (Oof)
You got a fifth of the population in your nation, but
I got nine-year-olds of worlds, so hold your deification (Oops)
Motu Paltu, what the fuck is that even supposed to mean?
Your language sounds like it come from a mumble rap community
No, papa, no, papa, yes, papa, Johnny
Now down all of the sugar and let’s throw this fuckin’ party with some
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at T-Series, they just cryin’ for their mama
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain’t nothin’ but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at T-Series, they just wettin’ their pajama
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain’t nothin’ but a bitch lasagna

You got a population of one point three-two billion
But most your videos can’t seem to hit even a million
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