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Released On Feb/04/2020

Lyrics Written By - Jordan Cooper
Beat Composed By - SFR Beats
Mixing And Production By - Jordan Cooper
Mastered By - Jordan Cooper

This is a diss track aimed at the mumble rappers.

Lyrics

Weeble Wobble Mumble Fumble (The Remix)

+Intro

This one right here goes out to lil Zan/
Lil pump trippy red Gucci gang all you little punk ass mumble rappin little bitches fuck you, why dont ya go back to school and learn how to put together some meaning full lyrics, spit some real words. In honor of the ogs, that made this shit. Your just a fucking insult to em, so heres to ya pussies/

+Verse 1

1. I dont talk about your muthafuckin flow/
2. I dont be about your muthafuckin troll/
3. I dont care that theres no lyrics in your souls/
4. If pissing me off is your number one goal/
5. Keep on rapping I'll be digging your holes/
6. None of you fuckers be a spitting wit a tone/
7. Mumbling shit made you a target in my zone/
8. I'm coming bitches cause I gotta pick a bone/
9. Your supposed to be men but when ya gonna grow/
10. Keep sipping on lean syrup the oil to your drone/
11. Bitch you ain't no joyner kendrick or no Cole/
12. I'm kamikaze em already read your role/
13. Fall in line and bleed yo rag on the floor/
14. Sorry lil pump I confuse you wit my whore/
15. It's your dreadlocks I'll be tieing em to the bed/
16. Gonna have to rip em out till my floors a trippy red/

+Bridge

These fucking stupid dumbshit mutherfuckers. I dont even know how there fucking rich, how there fucking famous. They dont even say fucking words man. Like what the fuck is this rap killing shit all about. There down there all these lil pump lil zan fuckinng faggots. Making all this fucking money off you morons, who dont realize that theres no mutherfuckin lyricism. All their doing with this shit is taking a dumb generation and maken em even stupider.

+Hook

I'm not afraid to spray to make ya go away/
Your shits so lame I dont know how you get laid/
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang/
Six bullets will make yo shit bang/
I'm not afraid to stand up in yo face/
Slap you in the tats and put you in your place/
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang/
Six bullets I wanna spray your face/
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah/

+Verse 2

1. I'm tryin to save what's left of the game that you defaced/
2. Know I'm a take yo shitty disc and punch it through yo face/
3. You cement no place, cause y'all follow lil wayne/
4. If ya told me ya wrote 16 bars, I'd call ya insane/
5. Hearing that shit you call music, pours my day down the drain/
6. Please somebody put 12 gauges cold steel to they brain/

+BRIDGE 2

Aight enought wit the verse, there is only so many ways a man can call you shits dumb. If I took more than 20 minutes to write this bullshit. I would of spent more time writting lyrics that you have your whole lives. And I just cant let my brain entertain you dirtbags for that much time. Look just go away kids, just turn and walk away. Ain't no one gonna stop ya. We ain't coming for ya. What's the point you cant even fend off again 3 letter words. Cause y'all suck that dick. So keep sucking and stay the fuck off rap pricks.

+Hook

I'm not afraid to spray and make ya go away/
Your shits so lame I dont know how you get laid/
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang/
Six bullets will make yo shit bang/
I'm not afraid to stand up in yo face/
Slap you in the tats and put you in your place/
Gucci gang Gucci gang Gucci gang/
Six bullets I wanna spray your face/
Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah/