ON THE WAY versuri

ON THE WAY lyrics by Black Sans Productions

Intro
Oh, so you wanna be a little impatient bitch, huh?
Oh, you’re actually begging me to diss you?
You’re a brave boy, Matti
You deserve a stickerVerse 1
Black Sans taking too long to drop
Will he drop or will he not?
Can’t let the man sit for a day and write bars without crying for the shots?
Fucking up the I Hate Everything beat
On the search for the worst, you can find Matti
Talk a lot of shit for some type of beef
Where you won’t even write a fuckin’ shot at me?
On some R34, you can’t hide away
Go and run off to your fuckin’ happy place
Know what’s inside the party, I’m Diddy’s Ma$e
Used the evidence as my dream cover, mane
You see Matti, sometimes sex isn’t physical
Look at your audience, you may be a criminal
You’re clearly targeting minors with autism
Yeah, that court case is looking highly predictable
Common defenses be making you cry
Hunting us down ain’t gon’ make you right
Cracker ass boy, having blood full of rye
I’m drowning in some of that Jesus wine
I’m making bands on bands in the underground
Topped upon topped like I’m stressed out
Pull a glick on a snitch like he’s a mouse
Sit you in the same camps as fans of Loud House
Black Undyne, she do be rattling shit
Cooking Mama: Cookstar, with all the mitts
Cannot forget also all of the bricks (chaining)
Boy got a witty tongue, I’ll be your dick (Cheney)
I might sign Dukey, shout out Scott Fellows
DeviantART mob, we be hating some fellows
JUMPED dropping soon, we about to say hello
Chop your head into a bucket, Marshmello