Jace! Diss 2 lyrics

[Intro]
But wait before we start the beat, I already know what he gonna try to do
He gonna-, he gonna try to bring up how I was cheated on when I was fifteen years old like thirteen times
Uh, I don't if we should do this
Is it-, I mean, is it anyway we can get around this?
Like, c’mon, simp ass n*gga
You shouldn't have got cheated on when you was younger, man
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy (Run Jace, Summrs comin', Summrs comin’, run Jace)
Look, say, uh

[Verse]
It get hot outside in the summer, you know n*ggas be snitchin'
Same n*ggas rappin' 'bout puttin' belt to ass, and talkin' 'bout Glocks with extensions
Tell me what's up with n*ggas?
Rhymin’ like they dope, to give us hope
But for real, on the low these n*ggas tellin’ on they bro's
They put football numbers infront of fam’, n*gga started tellin'
Life a game, this n*gga sweeter, if this was Warzone, n*gga sellin'
Hop out the back with a Eli Manning, throw him bullets, he Odell Beckham
n*gga catch 'em, he can’t run, them green tips f*ck up his melon (Ah)
Uh, tellin' on Summrs, this n*gga cold
f*ck-n*gga was bold
n*ggas movin' wocky, pour a pint of Act', then pour some more
Movin' slow, Perc' got me itchy, itchy, fiendin' for the blow
I beat the road, then go beat his ho, then b*tch it's time to go
She been a fan since like 2020, he know she a eater
I'm Vegeta, draggin' balls across her face, and then my Peter
Nice to meet you, she give up the lo', ayy, look on Wikipedia
Comin' through this b*tch, look like the cleanin' crew, we come and clean ya (Uh)
5.56, green tips, beatin' up his home
He try to run inside, they hit his back, his body propped the door
They can't find him, left a note, said, "Lil Jace was talkin' too sweet"
He in the country, they won't find his body in a lake, they found him in Goose Creek
They found Jace inside a bunker, not a alley, not the road
He can scream, no one gon' hear him, but he won't never stream no more
No more Twitch and views, no more clicks and views, you snooze you lose
Ain't no in between, you ain't Malcom, n*gga you lose you lose
Peter Piper, picked a pepper, to save a ho, he Peter Parker
n*gga tell on Summrs, this rat ass n*gga a tell on Summer Walker (Yeah)
Get his addy, and stalk him
Hit his lightbulb, make it darker (Huh)
Bullets eat his flesh, we leave the vultures for the carcas
Who want beef? We spark it
Hop out the back, sh*t look like knockers
How he date a white ho, who say "n*gga" like a dark ho? (Uh)
We pull up and spark hoes, ain't no sparin'
n*ggas think we carin'
Jace a mix breed, daddy dark now, but his mama Karen