DIGITAL FOOTPRINT

[Verse 1: KXLLBVT]
That bitch thought she ate but she did not
Soon as KHAON showed the screenshots you was fuckin’ off
Fuckin’ wit’ my mental
How the fuck you do that?
Shit don’t matter
You was always in my shadow so it don’t concern me
Five years down the drain do you feel any better?
I hope you die outside in this ice
Somethin’ about this and oh my God it amazes me
Like how can you be such a piece of shit for so long
And not even see what your doin’ is wrong and immoral in every way?
I can’t fuck with you no more and that’s all I have to say

[Verse 2: GUNSUICIDE]
Run up on you niggas with my TEC-9
Hang yo’ ass on a tree
You know you won’t put up no fight
Pussies, bitches, drugs, pigs fly
Lolicon, you gon’ die
Dumb sluts, been high
You know you won't put up a fight
"I'm not a pedophile!", yeah, pigs fly
Lolicon, you gon’ die
Dumb sluts, been high
You know you won't put up a fight

[Verse 3: SKUllDOG]
Hey bitch
How’s it going, whatcha doin?
Bitch I hope there’s no child porn on that computer
You don’t like what I say? Why don’t you go and shoot up?
Um, that’s not how you do ketamine
Bitch, how would you know?
Go back to selling your body you stupid hoe
Bitch ass pedo without a fucking home
One little slip and you break every bone
Maybe get the ket out your fucking nose
And think
Do you wanna be alone?
Do you wanna rot with your lolis in the mud?
Ditched all your friends for your motherfucking kiddie porn
But I guess that’s what you want if you’re really that horny

[Verse 4: Willow’s Grave]
Say we got the same amount of life?
No way bitch
I got my own house, my own bed, my own mic bitch
Swear these motherfuckers would beat up a fucking little kid
Rage bait in a group chat just to see them fuckin lose they shit
Hadda diss you on your own beat
Check your Cash App
Use that money, buy your own food
Don't sell crack
Motherfuckers say they flippin’ pack
But they ain’t got cash
Motherfuckers say they fuckin’ trap
I’on know ‘bout that
Motherfuckers say they got stacks
I’on know ‘bout that
Motherfuckers say wanna rap
I’on know ‘bout that
I gotta hit, said they want smoke
Retard better pull up
Know I'm hard, posted up
And day girly never showed up
Shawty broke as fuck
Half the genre broke as fuck
How many homies’ pedophiles?
That number goin’ up
This whole genre’s fucking washed
Slxndxr’s beats are fucking washed
Illy’s beats are fucking washed
Gorestarz fucking washed