Icky Vic (Vic Mensa Diss)

[Intro:]
P$oul on the track

[KiD Trunks:]
Ay, what I say?
It come right away, please don't fight away
I got the time today, I got the time to play
All your rhymes is fake, I got a plan to make
To feed my family
Ay, what I say?
It come right away, please don't fight away
I got the time today, I got the time to play
All your rhymes is fake, I got a plan to make
To feed my family

Yeah, one word and they gon' blow
And they gon' show us what the person don't know
I sit back and I let the bodies go float
I rewind to remind that I am the G.O.A.T
Too many people don't know, what I did or what I'd become
I'm just tryna' get out of the place where I am from
I never really wanna respond by using guns
So I sit back, and watch all these people go dumb
So I

[Bass Santana:]
(Hold on)
Straight shots of Vodka
Straight shots for disrespecting my partner
Slap him with five, he drop it like Carter
Three days of humiliation should make him move smarter
I keep that shit one hundred, I'm running it, why bother?
Nigga you three percent, like "where is my charger?"
Drop the mic, M.O., took 'ya life
We just dropped the dye
Catch you slippin, next
You just fucked for life

[Flyboy Tarantino:]
Kenan & Kel ass niggas, bet move smarter (huh?)
Thirsty for clout'n ass, niggas get you a water
My brothers will take a step back
He too lost for these little peon-ass niggas, we too God (what?)
Honestly I don't see nobody who could be harmed (huh? what?)
Asking "who wanna fight?", my nigga, I really wanna
You 5'6", look like a dyke who just went bald
And the fact that you speaking on the dead, we going all in (yeah)

[KiD Trunks:]
What I say?
It come right away, please don't fight away
I got the time today, I got the time to play
All your rhymes is fake, I got a plan to make
To feed my family
Ay, what I say?
It come right away, please don't fight away
I got the time today, I got the time to play
All your rhymes is fake, I got a plan to make
To feed my family