[Intro: Lil Mosquito Disease]

We 'bout to end this man, Schmoobin

We 'bout to end this man!

He not ready, he not ready!

[Verse 1]

Hold up, wait a minute

This guy trynna diss me

His name is Embee, is he good? Well let's see

Embee, he be dissin' me

Like Calby, he should envy me

I'm nowhere near the industry

So I got no limits, try to [censored] with me!

You ain't gotta chance boy, what you think?

I thought of all the ways that your flow could stink

And I'm pretty sure that your bars be weak

Yeah you seem pretty meek like Mill

But you're not even clever in the slightest

Gotcha real dizzy, boy got Meningitis, check your status

Yeah you better watch your back, boy

Murder everything that I diss, boy

You can call me Chris, boy, Hansen, Dateline

Cause you trynna take my kids

That's what I called the game, I birthed it

You ain't even earned it, you will never get your spot

You could never call the shots

Yeah you probably pay for thots

Damn, gotta calm down

Why I spend so much time on this damn clown?

Damn, gotta calm down

Why I spend so much time on a damn clown?

[Break]

(laughter)

Lil Mosquito Disease: Ayy

Yung Schmoobin: This kid's dead, dude

Lil Mosquito Disease: Yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Mosquito Disease]

Hey little bitch (yuh)

Heard you was a snitch (rat)

Nothing on your channel like there nothing on your wrist (ooh)

And I fuckng on yo bitch (yeah)

The flex gang we be so rich (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Getting less pussy than the virgins watching Twitch (yeah, yeah)

Pull up you get murked

Eating the rap game like big lurch (boom boom)

We bang blue get off our turf

When we catch a body we gon' smirk (yeah, yeah)

Got no profile picture

Career gonna injured (injured)

Clowning so hard the circus giving you a sticker (gonna get a sticker)

He sounding like angelic to the core (yeah)

Roast his ass just like a smore (yeah, yeah, yeah)

We be flexing right to the core (yeah)

Channel went to sleep now I’m hearing it snore

Your career ending worse than game of thrones (D&D)

Biggest height you gonna reach is a garden gnome (short)

Taking more ls gonna call you Russ

You thought you could make it, life is tough (life is tough bitch)

Schmoobin be movin' to the sound of 6 figures

You be moving be movin' to the sound of recyclable litter

Talk shit you get murked (yeah)

Mosquito end yo life you in the dirt yah (boom boom boom boom boom)

Damn that shit was dope (ayyy)