EBK Lyrics

Y'all have forty-eight hours, bro
To delete every single diss of Streamer U
Or I'm going to be forced to take myself to the studio
Ayo, Scout, what you cookin'?

No, I ain't wanna do this, but them boys stay lookin' for clips
Why the fuck my name stay on they temple? I can tell I been runnin' this shit
Who Rakai? Boy not no glitch
Nigga open his mouth and it smell like piss
So many opps, let's go down the list
FunnyMike wanna diss, nigga, suck my dick
What the fuck is a Mike? Only mic that I know for the stream
Catch me a Mike, I'ma beat him like Ike
Totin' Stacey, I'm slidin' with Reem (Grrah, grrah)
Pick a side, don't come in between
Me and my bro likе Jordan and Scottie (Like what, like what?)
Why niggas wanna talk 'bout Madi?
Don't dap mе, I'm on everyone body, bitch (Like what?)
I put the V in the 'Vet
Get him gone, all it take is a cheque
Call me Johnny, put them to the test
Rakai butt, nigga, say it with your chest
Big EBK, Streamer U got 'em vexed
Vivet boots got 'em gaspin' for breath
Cookin' these boys, I'm not even a chef
Straight bangin' this G shit, makin' me deaf, baow
I'm big dog, niggas poodle
Ray wanna diss me? Go eat a noodle
Beat 'em to death, straight doin' niggas brutal
If he throw one, I'm throwin' quadruple (Grrah, grrah)
Word? FunnyMike chattin'? He thirty (Old-head)
Rakai wanna jump in, he dirty
In the towns, I be overly sturdy
You were not accepted 'cause you not worthy (Baow)
And they still wanna talk on my hamster? (Grrah)
Nigga, what? Fuck that bitch
Been gettin' cash 'fore I picked up a camera
I'm Cenat, I got bread 'fore the blitz (Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
In the party, don't step on my kicks
Don't gotta pop it or say that I'm rich
Brokie boy tellin' me "Stop it," I could just go pop it and have all they hoes on my dick, damn (Like, damn)
And I ain't forget DooDooGarbage
He lost India doin' some nonsense
Lookin' for love, nigga, this ain't Love Island
Streamer U got that boy feelin' nauseous
I be jokin', but no, I don't play though
Got a bad bitch, she gon' do what I say though
Chill in the crib, I be runnin' up pesos
Last nigga dissed me, he got a halo, bitch