The Faint
1900 DASH!
[Intro]
Get that n***a cut like bread
Can't think straight, bitch I'm fucked in the head
Huh, we take that boy shit bitch n***a we left em on read
Ya'll just be talking ain't talking bout TED

Bitch I'm finna go this Hellcat red
He ain't dropping the lo. but he want EST to be dead
1900 dash, the scene were I fled
Me and Luh Gutz! in the studio set-

(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
(Faint got this bitch chopping)
(We gon be ok)

Yah, hrr

[Chorus]
Uh, young n***a ain't bout that shit that he talkin' bout
Me and Gutz! putting bad bitches in timeout
Fuck 'Neptunez!' what the fuck is you talm bout
Had to break thе code these bitchеs be mine now
N***a keep doing that internet dissin' I'll take out yo Wi-Fi
Gutz! gone put on a show wit a Glock-19, do a muh'fuckin drive-by

[Verse 1: dtay59]
Get that n***a cut like bread
Can't think straight, bitch I'm fucked in the head
Hrr, we take that boy shit bitch n***a we left em on read
Ya'll just be talking ain't talking bout TED
Bitch I'm finna go this Hellcat red
He ain't dropping the lo. but he want EST to be dead
1900 dash, the scene were I fled
Me and Luh Gutz! in the studio set

[Verse 2: dtay59]
Huh, can't fuck these bitches, these bitches fuck us
There ain't no bitch that I trust
Gun that boy down, EST that's a must
I'm in the stu' wit Luh Gutz!

[GMP] Loaded that n***a a bum
Keep talkin' that shit, we gon cut off yo tongue
Jupiter! come wit that .9 and you done
Discord call, that server get spun, n***a (EST)

[Verse 3: Gutz!]
I jump out the roof N***a (Jump the roof)
I fuck up the roof N***a
I been fucking up the roof for yo crib like I eat Captain Crunch
Bitch let me beat you fucking skins ho' I'm trynna hunch

Hold on, hold on, hold on
He wanna hit her I'll beat her to the [?]
I can't fuck wit' twelve everyday I'm skipping lunch
Ain't shit sweeter than a bar N***a this ain't crunch
Hold on, pull on yo bitch and then get in her guts like [?] and crunches
[?] needs some promo N***a we pull up and sell at the function

[Chorus]
Uh, young n***a ain't bout that shit that he talkin' bout
Me and Gutz! putting bad bitches in timeout
Fuck Neptunez! what the fuck is you talm bout
Had to break the code these bitches be mine now
N***a keep doing that internet dissin' I'll take out yo Wi-Fi
Gutz! gone put on a show wit a Glock-19, do a muh'fuckin drive-by

[Verse 4: dtay59]
Can't tell me nun' I already took defeat
N***a, Ion do rap beef stop speaking on EST
Receive whatchu diss out, bitch I'm elite
Head shot, red dot you ain't talkin' bout me

Huh, can't fuck these bitches these bitches for the streets
Spyro bitch my mouth shoot fire when I speak
You ain't stepping with us if you ain't EST
Lemme see if I got the receipts

[Verse 5: dtay59]
EST banging my shooter on go
Huh, Jupiter! gon' take ya hoe
Babysantana ain't none bitch I'm dope
Left man, right man in the middle shoot both
Why the fuck is he laughing, ain't cracking no joke
OBL dead, how I left all my bros
Heard he talking crazy put his head in the snow
But this how it go, go

[Verse 6: dtay5]
Huh, dumb ass N***a really died wit' a handgun
Wrap his ass up put his head in a manbun
We in the stu' flowin' loud like a tantrum
I ain't did shit, twelve can't even say nun'

Cyberpunk bitch hit his ass wit' a ray gun
Yeen did shit stop saying that you sprayed sum
I'm the lab bitch I don't use FL
Throw that boy in the pond then we wish him well

[Outro]
Well, fuck these N***as talm bout?
You a bitch N***a, stop fucking dissing, fuck wrong witchu?