Flibbity Hibbity – GAWNE

So a lot of people said that my last record ain’t no diss.
Well mama ain’t raise no bitch
I’ma come back on you like I’m Thanos with the gauntlet
You the “GAWD” but I’m the one with the halo rings…
Unh.
And you the new Blueface
Rapping off beat like he was Bobby Boucher
M-m-m-mama said!
Water boy.
Got his whole fan base in his hand drinking that Kool-Aid.
Now I’m bout to go flbbity hibbity
LOL JK
Just because I rap like an AK doesn’t mean I can’t slow it down and murder you at your own game old man.
You’re almost 28 I’m 23 by the time I’m your age I’ma be bigger than the YouTube scene while you gon’ be a no name
Backpack rapping for the “love of the damn game”
You wanted smoke?
I’m the propane hit him with that profane.
Kill him quick.
Send his ass to probate.
You about as potent as cocaine
If the shit was low-grade
Yeah I Benedict (been a dick) like the Pope’s name.
You never want a Luke Gawne rap.
I don’t gotta brag just to prove that fact.
Someone give seconds his Juul pod back cause if he tries to smoke me I’ll make his lungs turn black.
Facts.
You know I go ham
They need to let him know he’s a walking dead man…
Cause I don’t need a plan all I gotta do is get up on the mic and talk about that moe-fucking head band!
You lookin’ like Naruto.
Teenage Mutant (Ninja Turtles) –
Stupid moe fucker I smoke him like charcoal
Lookin’ like LeBron with the headband when he couldn’t make a 3-point shot
I could do the shit with my left hand
Married to the game no best man
Me, myself and I
I’ma weapon
Murder any rapper who was thinkin’ about steppin’
That includes this bitch.
Little VI Seconds!
6, 5, 4, 3, 2.
When it hits one just know that you’re through.
I got you in my scopes and you gon’ need more than a beanie cap to cover your head when I shoot!
Take the nose ring off
Shizzy done went and got a sex change dog…
How you gonna claim you the battle rap God when this mother fucker went and got his breasts enlarged…?
I told you not to test me dawg…
Why does shit always have to get mess? Ah!
My last round seemed not to impress you all but this round I’m making you my last name Seconds is GAWNE! (gone)
Bitch I’m the King like I’m Kong!
Dropping the bomb because I put the Kim in the Jong like a nuclear bomb when I’m launching it through your abdominal HONEST TO God!
6 minus 5 is my number
Fan base watching you lose what a bummer…
Princess VI gettin’ burned by the kid but at least she’s having one HOT GIRL SUMMER!
You can bet I’m raw
Even when I fall
Always bounce back like a tennis ball
It’s V-I
Getting his ass kicked
When I put my foot through his Levi’s
FEE FI (fo fum)
I’ma rap GIANT.
You’re just knee high.
Someone tell GAWD if we box that I’ll leave him bleeding so bad he’s gon’ need a fucking TAMPON!
Damn.
The ice pack is in the fridge.
Next to the ranch and the cypher you did.
You and the fridge, you got something in common you’re both going cold when the fourth quarter hits.
Unh.
Bitch.
I am the shit
Wiping my ass with the raps that you did.
I murdered you when we was both on the cypher now murdered again in the form of a diss.
OJ’s wife I’ma hit you with the sludge tell the mother fucking judge that the “glove don’t fit”
This the return of the comeback kid
I was down round one but the 12th round knockout hits
Lookin’ like Medusa with the hairline
Don’t you dare try fucking with me I’m a scary guy
You are like a grounded airline
No air time
911 I’ma crash a Boeing 747 into Tower 7
Bring the whole house down
Like New Years start the countdown
Only VI Seconds till the ball drops and I come out on top
I could do flbbity hibbity all day but this records proving I’m God
And let’s talk about this
You say you’re Mike Tyson well shit…
I guess it makes sense
You both got a gap in your teeth and a lisp.
You sound like Daffy Duck when you spit!
I’m sic secnds ima battl rapin bich
You too old to be rapping like you got a tooth pulled
Novocaine couldn’t numb the pain of what I do though.
Claiming that you quick but you movin’ like a Sumo!
Why you so salty?
VI seconds lookin’ like a bowl of ramen noodles (salty)
That is food for
Thought.
Think about that line when you taking that loss…
Rap battle jump ball toss
You gon’ catch hands like Moss (Randy)
Lookin’ like a deer in the headlights Bambi someone send a note to his family that he caught this hook LIKE SANDY…
Mother fucker you a one hit wonder no hit records I rap better you playin’ checkers I’m playing chess get the body bag, zip the black leather!
Undefeated like Mayweather
And a storms coming so your fans turning fairweather
As I send God back home to heaven
Fuck everybody
Who doubted me
I’m going out
With my last round
In that damn chamber
And I won’t miss
Like I’m oswald
While you’re anne frank in the gas chamber
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