Don’t Tell Smokey Doe (Novi Novak Diss)

[Intro]
Alright, man
I don't really have time for this shit 'cause I'm out on tour
But fuck it, I'm about my word
Let's get it in, 'bout to light your bitch ass up, Novi
Don't tell Smokey though, alright
Yeah, let's keep it real, c'mon

[Verse]
Yo, I'll do me and you do you
Tell the world how you fake all your YouTube views
Using Wiz Khalifa's name just to boost you through
Not only hoes trip, but apparently you do too
You kinda sick, but homie, I'm like the swine flu times two
You wanna take it off tracks? Fuck it, I'll fight you
You stupid as your dumb fan puppets, you lie to
Telling them all that Lil wayne wanted to sign you (Hahaha)
Bullshit, that's a bunch of crap
There's no proof Wayne gave you a contract, what's up with that?
And if he did, put one up for grabs
You turned it down 'cause he wouldn't kiss you like he does his dad
Fuckin' fag, back down or get burnt quick
You like the confidence I gave you on first diss?
It was on purpose, I knew if I threw the first hit, you would respond
Now, I'll prove that you ain't worth shit
Am I a beast? Of course, it is true
I strangle Novi in his booth using his mic cord as a noose
Board up your room, you're doomed by my horrific tunes
And soon, your fans gon' turn on you like some wicked goons
I don't care to pull your card (Nah), you deserve it
You're the reason white rappers have it so hard
You actin' tougher than a nappy afro, that won't part
But you're like a mannequin, all body with no heart (Pussy)
Your whole game is whack, Novi Novak?
C'mon, be real, what kinda name is that? (Huh)
You a shameless act, who's lame, infact, you try to gain fame
Pretend like you were raised with blacks
Black psychos? You're glad, I can't be called that
I'm only crazy over Raw tracks
But you ain't nuts either nigga, so fall back
Closest thing you ever been to nuts is lickin' your daddy's ballsack
You bullshittin', sayin' "Hop sucks"
You smoke a lot, but I'm one hit of dope, you should not puff
I heard your diss, it was hot stuff (Man)
I see you Googled my name, I tried yours, nothing popped up (Haha)
You act like you the hugest star, you strung out like a used guitar
You couldn't get a hit standing in front of a moving car
The only time you tour is at an amusement park (Bitch ass)
Stop denying it, you can't hold me
The flow is nastier than anchovies
Don't be up at my show in Chicago tryna act like you my damn homie
Fuck Swag City followers, and Novi

[Outro]
Alright then, Novi, man
I gotta get back to my tour and shit
I got like 35 dates ahead of me
But good luck in your basement though, man
Oh, and thanks for the Facebook likes
Promotion is great