We in this bitch ft Coldverse [96oose]

The first and last time im coming directly about this shit

I burn rappers like tannin' under the sun

Everything you did has already been done

I'm the only one there's no comparison

Since the trail I've tried to avoid violence

Let the Bee buzz if you don't wanna get stung

Haters keep makin' false accusations

Always got my name in they conversation

Disloyal fools I'm still the champion

Elijah IN THIS B*TCH, I MICHT JUST PULL THE HAMMER SHOOT YOU IN YOUR MOUTH AND NOW YOU HAVE NO GRAMMER,

TURBAN ON MY HEAD, YOU JEALOUS OF THE GLAMMER

HIT YO GIRL WITH THE SAME MOVE LIKE A SPAMMER

“Zona don’t fuck with fake-ass bitches,” that’s cute in a caption,

But you the one cryin’ on covers, that’s the fakest reaction.

You keep screamin’ ’bout playlists like that’s all that he is,

If views vanish in a week, why you still watchin’ his?

You said “keep spammin’ them playlists, watch ’em purge your tracks,”

But without Eli in your mouth, they ain’t playin’ you back.

You obsessed with another man’s numbers, that’s wild, lil’ bro,

Whole verse about his views, not a bar ’bout your own.

“Cold Verse his burner?” boy, you sound insane,

You need two different enemies just to prop your name.

I’m my own whole problem, I don’t hide in his phone,

“My last two Emvee disses? Straight platinum on the app” –

Congrats, you went gold in a kiddie pool, still mid in rap.

You platinum off gossip, not bars, that’s a playlist trick,

Take his name off your titles, watch your “hits” turn skits.

You talk “Zona don’t fuck with fake,” then beg ’em to report,

You a duck callin’ yourself god, tryna farm respect,

But all I hear is “please notice me” hidden in every flex.

(Repeat x3)

A'ight, you elijah clone clown

All this shit stops now Time for you to lay down, I'm sick of the frauds

Girl We all know your last name's is what got you popular lift your frame like a fucking garage, yeah

This hood shit, you and the other one ain't built for

This the shit the other nigha almost got killed for

I'm still countin' what Cruf szn generated

Bet my shit keep spinnin' like it's syndicated

Corny broad, Til leave you bloody like you menstruated

You hot k-pop air-ass bitch, should have been deflated

This ain't a championship fight, l've been the greatest

See, the fact is, what you doing, I did

Lames tryna steal my style and run with it

That's cool, I was the first one with it Elijah wanna be, you just

hate to admit it

I'm the blueprint, you ain't nothin' brand new

Check your music and albums you'll always be number two

I seen 'em come, I seen 'em go, still, l remain

you goin' on your fourteenth minute of fame

I'm over a year strong still running the game

Cut the shit, I'm in the legendary lane

(Repeat x3)

Im always gunna respond but just on my time