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Autumn - Catch Up Wit U Comethazine Diss Lyrics

[Intro]
(Opal)
(Hellworld)
Fuck Comethazine, that nigga Autumn! up next, haha
Facts
Fuck Comethazine
Ayy, fuck Comethazine, he a Smokepurpp clone
Fuck Comethazine
Fuck Comethazine, nigga
Fuck that
Fuck Comethazine
Fuck Comethazine, he's a bitch

[Chorus]
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother, it's gon' catch up to ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, sayin', "We gon' catch up to ya"
Nigga want the smoke, want the addy, bitch? I can text it to ya (Yeah)
Ridin' 'round with a Draco, that bitch eat like Barracuda's (Yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari, feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, bitch, I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from, them niggas 'round here love shootin' (Blatt, blatt)

[Verse]
Must not know where I'm from, them niggas 'round here, they ruthless
Snipers all on the roof, that car better not be roofless (Blatt)
He don't really want smoke, no, he don't want no pollution (No)
Nigga in his feelings on the 'Gram, man, that shit so useless
Nigga, we posted in the H, yeah, we posted in Houston (Yeah)
Sayin niggas stealin' yo swag? We ain't never heard yo' music
And fuck all the Bawskee shit, nigga, that shit sound stupid (Ha)
Keep that heat on my side, nigga, this shit could get humid
Them bullets, yeah, they gon' fly, shoot 'em til he stop movin' (Blatt)
If niggas really ready to die, shit, let's get it, let's do it (Blatt)
You really want niggas to die, bitch, let's get it, come prove it (Yeah)
Me and Summrs been ready to die, we ain't got shit worth losin' (No)
(Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Runnin' yo' mouth to my brother, it's gon' catch up to ya (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
Niggas be talkin' that shit, sayin', "We gon' catch up to ya"
Nigga want the smoke, want the addy, bitch? I can text it to ya
Ridin' 'round with a Draco, that bitch eat like Barracuda's (Yeah)
Pulled up in a red 'Rari, feel just like Ferris Bueller (Skrrt)
Sayin' you can do this and that but, bitch, I bet you won't do it (Blatt)
Must not know where I'm from, them niggas 'round here love shootin' (Blatt, blatt)
(Yeah, yeah)