Catch Up Wit U! (Comethazine Diss)

By Autumn!

Released on September 6, 2018

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[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)