Cole finally found a proud rival.

Is this a diss tho?

your name rhymes with "fake"
i think thats really fitting

Jake Paul

Quentin Miller aka Drake

Edit: Dam. Just googled and found out that he had a leg amputation

Red hats get clapped, not Linux or Limp Bizkit

no im too scared to attack jake

Good Riddance

Heard you out here inspecting your daughters hymen
Here’s a tip: so did I, s***
Popped it a while back and finished on her eyelid
It’s whatever she like, whenever she like it

You used to sing melodies and express your views.
Now you claimin' bodies, that s*** got me amused.
Say that you pushin' clips but you got no Malice
Now you playin' Mafiso with no blood in the Chalice.

Chance gave us Acid Rap
Now all he gives us is flaccid crap
What’s up with that?

How you claiming you a pusher you a singer
La la la you making McDonald’s jingles

I only need one line to sum it up
You aint had a hit since pump it up

I seen it real wise
peep it from the skies
Niggas move like snakes
But they keep it in disguise
All red fitted, you was never one of them guys
Still ain't drop the album, you ain't the one you realize

The boy never grewed up
High school romance level bars
That's why you stay groomin them
They only just started wearing trainin bras.

Is that a giggle or you bout to have another stroke?
Somebody call Punch, cuz your lines for the past 5 been jokes
Hittin on Reggie, you know I want all that smoke

Yep .. only og KTT members will understand that line

These mulatto’s getting on my last axon.
Remind us every f***ing song that they have a black side.
They growing dreads or speaking In some fake f***ing patois.
It’s real to them, but me, I see it’s all just a facade.

b**** ass motherfucker talking bout mob s***
i'll SON you and show you what A DON IS

I'm straight till I'm frank with words
Your mind's a mess, hasn't been laid back as this beat was, for a good min, can you explain that to me cuz?

Brag about how you're the greatest pop heckler
But most of your fans wouldn't play a Pop record
Ya know this is Music to be Murdered By
Cause if you listen,
You're pushing urges of suicide

Nobody under 30
Gives a f*** what ur called
Numbers ain't ur strength
You 5 seven and bald!