RiceGum DISS TRACK, Pt. 2

Yo I wasn't about to go in
But like now it feels like I have to
You know
I mean I feel kind of bad but like
Fuck it haha
Alright, yeah

Yuh, back to the track
Now I'm running it
How we gon' fry up this rice
We discussing it
That was yo girl but now
Someone else fucking it
You is not hard boy
You look like Mclovin'
Yo music is shit
Ain't nobody be bumpin' it
When you spitting your verse
It sound more like you suckin' it
This ain't 2016 you ain't
No longer running shit
You don't post on your channel
Because you ain't get views
And whenever you do
Everyone makes fun of it
If you the drip god
I'm the evaporator
You owe fifty IG thots
Like fifty favors
When you tryna rap
I need a translator
Got no energy
Need a defibrillator
So much autotune
Rapping like Darth Vader
Got a foreign car
IQ of ToeMator
You quit making music
And nobody likes it
And those dislike ratios
Was the indicator

Eh
Yuh
Thought I was done
Bitch you haven't seen nothing
Those last thirty seconds
Was just introduction
This rice pack go crazy
We all just been puffin
Just heard your new music
That shit was disgusting
These girls in yo' vids
But we know you ain't fucking
The YouTube mosquito
You never stop sucking
Like yo' family channel
You'll end in destruction
Wait, what?
This bitch gonna call me irrelevant
All yo' friends, yes men
They use you for clout
Whey they get they shit
They gonna leave yo' ass desolate
Rap through yo' nostrils
You ain't got no breath in it
Hop on this beat like
I'm Aang in my element
You sound like shit now
But still gonna be sounding like shit
After your five fucking years of development

He's a boy in a band
But that boy fucking rinsed you
Started this trend
I take it and dismiss you
You paid Aby Rao
On camera to kiss you
And Jacob to bend your ass over
And fist you
You on your way out
And no one gonna miss you
You beaming with Kay
'Cause your landlord about to evict you
Your Spotify plays man
That shit is an issue

Cause they watch the video
For the ho
But the music is not
What they listen to
In public you awkward
Fans don't wanna speak with you
Playing your game
And by far am I beating you
An ass leafy is all that
I see in you
Try and diss back
And you know I'm deleting you
Internet bully
Shive you in a locker
Your body is built
Like your name Mr. Crocker
You talk about JJ
Like you is his stalker
Drop bars on yo' ass
In the field playing soccer
Your girlfriend got caught
But she ain't got no love for you
You could not diss back
Even if yo' ass wanted to
Lately been simping for Ash
Like you Pikachu
Even yo' own fucking fans
Making fun of you!
These kids must be stopped
Now it's you that must stop it
You clickbait you lie
Like yo' name Jussie Smollett
If you talking shit
Then that shit out of pocket
Diss battle with IDubbz
You somehow done lost it
So you quit making disstracks
But nobody's missing those
And you act like you thugging
But you not a Crip though
Say that you rich
Scam your fans for that Crypto
This flow is novel
And yours is the cliff notes
Them girls like yo trickshots
You ain't ever hit those
Now you're just known as the guy
That can pimp hoes
Fuck a ghost writer
Bitch I got a death note
You wearing some reps
So stop flexing them shit clothes
You ain't post for a year
Channel stuck in limbo
And you hide like a bitch
When Adin knock on yo window
KSI got a good girl
And you acting jealous
Cause all that you ever
Be pulling is skanks
While you in your bedroom depressed getting high
He's on the billboard getting high in the ranks
Alyssa be moaning all up on the song
That's the only reason
That shit going platinum
Frick the police
Was the worst disstrack
I've ever heard diss god
Please tell me what the fuck happened