The Warning

[Verse 1]
Now look at this little bitch snitch
Hadda wait for the beat switch
Venom coming out my lips lips
Go and make fun of my lisp lisp
That still makes you a bitch bitch
Why don't we settle this shit like real artist and make a diss diss
This ain’t the courtroom I ain't afraid to smack up a fag
Slanderous accusations my ass go chase a bag
Don't mean to brag but I’m just being honest
I ain't the best but desolation made me vomit
I should be locked up
For the shit Ima bouta do
Sorry it might be fucked up
I'm a better rapper than you
Boo hoo hoo you piggy back off your friends success
Take away the money and the garbage lyrics now there's nothing left
Oh so sorry for hitting you where it hurts
No disrespect to him but you should be in a hearse
I ain't gotta touch ya to damage ya I use words
Don't push me Zachary bitch I'm really on the verge
And why the fuck you always rap like you got a stuffed nose gay boi I just found out ya fashion sense isn't the only thing that blows like woah
You’re getting beat by Jeezus believe it I’m better
Rat faced fuckers only in it for the cheddar
Face it you think your cold because you fucked a fifteen year old
That's a little bold you assume I might fold because it’s my ex
Like it's always gotta be about the sex right
[Verse 2]
Come on Hold'n your a border line sex offender imagine being a rapper and a child molester
Did I cut too deep like 6ix9ine huh
I told you I'll get my revenge I’m about mine huh
But still you thinking that shit talkings this big crime huh
Like oh my god I haven't even reached my prime huh
Stop crying bitch they bought like four of your albums
You're so successful in a few years let me know the out come
[Verse 3]
I came for ya head once and you chose to stay silent so this time I got no choice but to get fucking violent
Ultraviolet rays in my sun shades
You're so worthless boy yea bitch behave
Let's talk about the numbers, it's all about the numbers
Bet when you found out I'm more popular it was a bummer
Fuck it like Push said it's gone be a surgical summer
I'm shitting on you bitch it's time to call the plumber
To fix the pipes the leaks
Boy you ain't you unique
I got you pissing in your sheets
You were wishing you were me
I said one thing and you got mad at me
Yea aight can't wait to see you in court Zachary