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UAV (Solly Disstrack)
by Skin Morado
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I ain't scared of somebody whose name is Solly Foufou
Better watch your mouth
Don't act like I won't fucking shoot you
You mad I wrote a verse about you
Cry about it, boo-hoo
I got the hammer, dressed in all black
Like I'm boutta sue you
On my life, I never paid a cent for a stream
Meanwhile your Spotify numbers are livin' in a dream
All your stats skyrocketing because of a machine
I cannot say the same
Morado been staying so clean
You went from zero listeners to 4k in a week
I was curious
Decided to take a lil peep
I started digging deeper
Then I noticed something weird
All your listeners are located in New Delhi
Damn, Solly
In high school you was a fan, Solly
The fuck happened to you
Man, you dropped outta school to pursue your career
Now Skinny in the scene, killing sum that ain't here
Shut yo ass up
'Member you was crying 'cause you couldn't hang with my gang
'Member your painted nails, they were laughing till they fell
'Member you was hanging with them crackers, they don't bang
'Member they called you a virgin like you couldn't tell
Coochie is coochie but I ain't never fucking Kelly
That bitch is chopped and she lookin' like her pussy smelly
This a warning before bullets end up in yo' belly
You think I'm playing then go 'head, get up, go hit my telly
You were walking on thin ice and now it fucking broke
Back off while you can, I promise you don't want the smoke
Bullets cancerous, In Shaa Allah they will make you choke
You ain't believe what I'm saying
Then talk to my bro
I ain't scared of somebody whose name is Solly Foufou
Better watch your mouth
Don't act like I won't fucking shoot you
You mad I wrote a verse about you
Cry about it, boo-hoo
I got the hammer, dressed in all black
Like I'm boutta sue you
On my life, I never paid a cent for a stream
Meanwhile your Spotify numbers are livin' in a dream
All your stats skyrocketing because of a machine
I cannot say the same
Morado been staying so clean
You went from zero listeners to 4k in a week
I was curious
Decided to take a lil peep
I started digging deeper
Then I noticed something weird
All your listeners are located in New Delhi
Damn, Solly
In high school you was a fan, Solly
The fuck happened to you
Man, you dropped outta school to pursue your career
Now Skinny in the scene, killing sum that ain't here
Shut yo ass up
'Member you was crying 'cause you couldn't hang with my gang
'Member your painted nails, they were laughing till they fell
'Member you was hanging with them crackers, they don't bang
'Member they called you a virgin like you couldn't tell
Coochie is coochie but I ain't never fucking Kelly
That bitch is chopped and she lookin' like her pussy smelly
This a warning before bullets end up in yo' belly
You think I'm playing then go 'head, get up, go hit my telly
You were walking on thin ice and now it fucking broke
Back off while you can, I promise you don't want the smoke
Bullets cancerous, In Shaa Allah they will make you choke
You ain't believe what I'm saying
Then talk to my bro
