POATO diss track
Yo, POATOMAXIMO, always in the chat, Talkin' big game, but where your skills at? Claimin' you the king, but your throne’s made of dust, When we hit the lobby, man, it’s just a bust. Droppin’ all that smack, like you got the crown, But when it’s time to play, you just runnin’ around. Callin’ out the shots, like you holdin’ the mic, But I see you laggin’, bro, you ain’t got the hype. You be flexin' on the sticks, but your aim’s off track, Got a mouth full of fire, but your gameplay’s whack. Every time you talk, I just shake my head, POATOMAXIMO, man, you livin’ in your head. You say you got the moves, but I’m callin’ your bluff, In the game of life, boy, you ain’t that tough. So step up your game, quit the chatter and noise, 'Cause when it’s time to play, you just a little boy. Yo, POATOMAXIMO, always in the zone, Talkin' big game, but he’s all talk, no throne, Got that headset on, think he’s the king of the chat, But when it’s time to drop bars, he’s fallin' flat. Claimin' he’s a beast, but can’t even aim, Got more excuses than skill, it’s all just a game, You say you’re the best, man, that’s a bold claim, But we all know your skills are just kinda lame. Roastin’ in the party, you can’t escape the heat, I’m servin’ up burns while you’re stuck on repeat, Your mic’s a joke, bro, soundin' like a glitch, You’re the punchline here, so let’s scratch that itch. While you’re droppin’ weak lines, I’m spittin’ fire flows, Call yourself a pro, but nobody really knows, Step up to the plate, POATOMAXIMO, please, But we all know you’re just playin’ for the tease.
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Yo, POATOMAXIMO, always in the chat, Talkin' big game, but where your skills at? Claimin' you the king, but your throne’s made of dust, When we hit the lobby, man, it’s just a bust. Droppin’ all that smack, like you got the crown, But when it’s time to play, you just runnin’ around. Callin’ out the shots, like you holdin’ the mic, But I see you laggin’, bro, you ain’t got the hype. You be flexin' on the sticks, but your aim’s off track, Got a mouth full of fire, but your gameplay’s whack. Every time you talk, I just shake my head, POATOMAXIMO, man, you livin’ in your head. You say you got the moves, but I’m callin’ your bluff, In the game of life, boy, you ain’t that tough. So step up your game, quit the chatter and noise, 'Cause when it’s time to play, you just a little boy. Yo, POATOMAXIMO, always in the zone, Talkin' big game, but he’s all talk, no throne, Got that headset on, think he’s the king of the chat, But when it’s time to drop bars, he’s fallin' flat. Claimin' he’s a beast, but can’t even aim, Got more excuses than skill, it’s all just a game, You say you’re the best, man, that’s a bold claim, But we all know your skills are just kinda lame. Roastin’ in the party, you can’t escape the heat, I’m servin’ up burns while you’re stuck on repeat, Your mic’s a joke, bro, soundin' like a glitch, You’re the punchline here, so let’s scratch that itch. While you’re droppin’ weak lines, I’m spittin’ fire flows, Call yourself a pro, but nobody really knows, Step up to the plate, POATOMAXIMO, please, But we all know you’re just playin’ for the tease.
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