diss on layan 2

I already cooked u, but it ain't rare yet walking in Blu, ima pull out the set u always chickenin out, when I said bet u took the wrong route, u fell in the net ima kick u when ur down, make ur house finally clean don't put on a frown, ur jus a machine for putting bad shit out, n hating on deen ur jus a clown, ima throw u in a scene when u walked in, I was suicidal made my brain hurt, up went my vitals smell like shii, n worship fake idols it's crazy, this girl aint subtle jameel 1: wanna be black so bad Das y yo mom always lookin sad wanna be a thot, that stuff got me in shock it's crazy, ur intelligence is hazy think u can hurt me, got me laughing at this tryna fight me, u ain't doing shii u think u cute, but u ain't that bitch putting on my boot, not gon ease that itch stepping up to the mic, u bound to lose ur rhymes r weak, like ur converse shoes faking a fight, sum I'm not surprised ud do u a joke, Das y ur family didn't didnt want u jameel 2: smoking on the ashkar pack this a light diss track back to back your burnt to ash Das y ur diss track is straight ass u rlly thought u ate w this saleem bouta bouta put u to shame w this in everything u lack, with ur shitty ass aim u think u cracked, but ur so fuckin lame