Lyrics to Why Snitchin' On The Boi (NB Raps Diss Track)
Okay, Fuck Nathan Brown
Fuck NB Raps, this wannabe NBA Youngboy
Tryna test now
Melo Beats
Yeah
Snitchin' on yo' boy I made you young dude
Gotta be rude and bitchin' all that shit
Go jerk off to Mario and shit you fuckin'
Smokin' on the Nathan Pack and hit loud
Heard you was doin' a diss on Doja Cat (boy tryna be me)
Brah what are you doin' that's old now
That's over that you know
Caught you lackin' about yo' odor
Doin' disses on females like that's old
I know you bitches come at me for this backlash
But it's a Smack to the Trash
I get 'em racks but you get them rash
I get 'em cash but you get them odors
Fire Lasto more like Fire Bash bro
Bro you a wasteman
You just taste a man's dick
Got the girls flickin' you like they you want
Them to dick you hard and down
With thеir dildos, all you hit is kids ho'
Because you a snake you stink likе a old semen left out
I'm a demon on this, Turnin' to Style mode Freeman
I know you taller but you not a tree-man
You a pegant you jokes
We gonna be on the smokin' shit when you die
You a snitch got Jessica as yo' bitch
Bitch the only thing she does is peggin' you
I could of did this against you in that rap battle
We know what a Snake does when it rattles
Got more fat rolls than a Burrito
I'll stab you like Vegito, yo' dick has more cheese then a Cheeto
Imma beat yo ass don't even test me
Don't even be the best of me
You ain't better me or better rest than us
You just a pest
Yo' you a bum and you stank like one
Bro you an and you look like a troll and you dissin' X
You an incest got yo' sister as the princess
Got her to be your mistress
Do you even have any fans
Do you even have any bands
Do you even have any hands 'cause all I see is you being a woman beater
This the heater you want a feature
You an creature I'd freestyle like LA Leaker if I want
You a geeker boi's on that crack lately
I'll leave you fatally dead in the door
Yo mother's a whore and shit a hit
I heard you hit on young women
I heard you throw hands on women
Bitch boy
That boy better "Know Better"
Know Better, huh yeah
This boy dumb as fuck
Big Melo on the track
Nathan talkin' smack, One day I'm gonna see him lack
Fam this beat hard I ain't never gonna discard
Give this NB Raps a red card
He knew he is a fucktard
Oh-oh that's easy nah suck your mum you fat twat
Go lose some weight wait you can't even pick shit up
Yo' like fat but weightless
Nathan knew he a satanist
He know he just masturbate to this 'cos he's a bitch
'Cause he a bitch and everyone know
You an automatic glitch
Yo bruv' you just look like a Witch which has a big nose
When you blow it kinda lookin' like a garden hose
You like you gonna smack these ho's
Bro you just a foe you a man hoe
Joe could even diss you
And you in yo' room like "He doesn't know me"
Bro I'll throw you down like I'm Kobe
Or shoot you like Cristiano
Man oh you just gonna be sad yo'
Hands on yo' small dick and fappin' to Jess bro
Woah that's too much
Bro you duckin' you just fuckin' yourself up
Luckin' yourself out bitch
Trap House Mob
Fuck NB Raps, this wannabe NBA Youngboy
Tryna test now
Melo Beats
Yeah
Snitchin' on yo' boy I made you young dude
Gotta be rude and bitchin' all that shit
Go jerk off to Mario and shit you fuckin'
Smokin' on the Nathan Pack and hit loud
Heard you was doin' a diss on Doja Cat (boy tryna be me)
Brah what are you doin' that's old now
That's over that you know
Caught you lackin' about yo' odor
Doin' disses on females like that's old
I know you bitches come at me for this backlash
But it's a Smack to the Trash
I get 'em racks but you get them rash
I get 'em cash but you get them odors
Fire Lasto more like Fire Bash bro
Bro you a wasteman
You just taste a man's dick
Got the girls flickin' you like they you want
Them to dick you hard and down
With thеir dildos, all you hit is kids ho'
Because you a snake you stink likе a old semen left out
I'm a demon on this, Turnin' to Style mode Freeman
I know you taller but you not a tree-man
You a pegant you jokes
We gonna be on the smokin' shit when you die
You a snitch got Jessica as yo' bitch
Bitch the only thing she does is peggin' you
I could of did this against you in that rap battle
We know what a Snake does when it rattles
Got more fat rolls than a Burrito
I'll stab you like Vegito, yo' dick has more cheese then a Cheeto
Imma beat yo ass don't even test me
Don't even be the best of me
You ain't better me or better rest than us
You just a pest
Yo' you a bum and you stank like one
Bro you an and you look like a troll and you dissin' X
You an incest got yo' sister as the princess
Got her to be your mistress
Do you even have any fans
Do you even have any bands
Do you even have any hands 'cause all I see is you being a woman beater
This the heater you want a feature
You an creature I'd freestyle like LA Leaker if I want
You a geeker boi's on that crack lately
I'll leave you fatally dead in the door
Yo mother's a whore and shit a hit
I heard you hit on young women
I heard you throw hands on women
Bitch boy
That boy better "Know Better"
Know Better, huh yeah
This boy dumb as fuck
Big Melo on the track
Nathan talkin' smack, One day I'm gonna see him lack
Fam this beat hard I ain't never gonna discard
Give this NB Raps a red card
He knew he is a fucktard
Oh-oh that's easy nah suck your mum you fat twat
Go lose some weight wait you can't even pick shit up
Yo' like fat but weightless
Nathan knew he a satanist
He know he just masturbate to this 'cos he's a bitch
'Cause he a bitch and everyone know
You an automatic glitch
Yo bruv' you just look like a Witch which has a big nose
When you blow it kinda lookin' like a garden hose
You like you gonna smack these ho's
Bro you just a foe you a man hoe
Joe could even diss you
And you in yo' room like "He doesn't know me"
Bro I'll throw you down like I'm Kobe
Or shoot you like Cristiano
Man oh you just gonna be sad yo'
Hands on yo' small dick and fappin' to Jess bro
Woah that's too much
Bro you duckin' you just fuckin' yourself up
Luckin' yourself out bitch
Trap House Mob
