prod. Yung Troubadour

[Intro: Yung Diggy]
All these cowgirls want a piece of the don
I tell em this, I been in bed with these hoes like I’m sleepy Joe
I tell em this, it’s huge, it’s huge, my dick big like pinnochio
It’s beautiful, it’s very beautiful
American made

[Hook: Lil Fence]
Swinging round the farm, F150 hauling ass
Give it lots of revs, now we’re cooking with gas 
I’m a country boy, I’m chewing on some grass
Hey Sleepy Joe, you can eat my ass
I’m out here in the truck, I’m shooting me some duck
Drinking up a red bull, ya think I give a fuck
I’m out here in Nebraska, I never even asked ya
I’m swerving through these lanes, always goin’ faster

[Verse 1: Lil Fence]
Cruising in the Ram, I’m looking for some pussy
My seats are super soft, my ass is super cushy
I’m shootin me some mallards, just like ryan and emmett (hey emmett!)
I hate being woke, I hope these libtards condemn it
Hey man! Throw me a busch
Don’t hate me cause I’m beautiful, Wilgenbusch
I’m craving me a burger, where’s the mayo
I can’t ever stand when I get with a gay hoe, goddamnit

[Bridge: Young Diggy]
I’m sipping on the moonshine
I’m trying to make all these hoes mine
Everybody knows, everybody loves the
Big bonka honka badonkas

[Verse 2: Lil Fence]
I’m getting crazy, and I’m feeling kinda goofy
I only want my steak, man fuck your sushi
I love trump, cause he got a fat rump
My radio bumping Zac Brown and lil pump, yuh

[Bridge 2: Yung Diggy]
Little pimp, big maga steppin
Come from the south, you know I’m reppin
These libtards going too far, I gotta step in
I’m at freshfin, I’m preppin

[Verse 3: Yung Diggy]
Can’t be PC but I’m swervin in the ram
Fuck your metric system, fuck your grams
Praise the lord, thats the big big man
Jesus birthday gotta eat me some ham

[Hook: Lil Fence]
Swinging round the farm, F150 hauling ass
Give it lots of revs, now we’re cooking with gas 
I’m a country boy, I’m chewing on some grass
Hey Sleepy Joe, you can eat my ass
I’m out here in the truck, I’m shooting me some duck
Drinking up a red bull, ya think I give a fuck
I’m out here in Nebraska, I never even asked ya
I’m swerving through these lanes, always goin’ faster

Bible Belt Ballin' (Real Southern Trap Shit) (ft. Yung Donald XX)

new $$$$ suit & tie

my excuse 2 use sophie drums

blankspace

boom boom boom boom

sample is underscores & 8485 your favorite sidekick

just a yung gun

nofun

my response

lyric 
boutta knock him out rlly on the fence
stab me in the back, this really making cents
used 2 b my sidekick like u was mike pence
emphasis on were cuz that shit in past tents
im vegetarian but im cooking up this beef like im the chef right
this guy make a song abt me forgot that hes deaf right
couldnt even hear me when im makin all these threats right
go collect some coins get ur ass of of the damn mic
i knew that u would switch up ever since u left the 262
seen a lil distance and u thinkin that u just too cool 4 the team?
the fuck u even mean? like kato
gonna mash u up and eat it like its play doh
ill put the fuckin spin on u tornado
i bring the fucking heat like a spicy potato
bitch hunnid million on my wrist
fuck ur perfect pitch
ion even got no alibi, im still tryna hop this fucking fence
& leave ur body in a ditch
anybody think they tryna switch up on diggy get the shovel
i wont fucking hesitate 2 hit u with that double barrel
or the cross like u crossed me- im fucking daryl
but u shot me in the back like u was fucking carrol
dont forget i know ur address your ass in perril

ON THA FENCE

didnt mean to do it to you guys

lyrics
lil clown talkin shit on my name, no he aint
i needed clout, i feel like killin the game
ima have to close the carnival games
you cant even ride a coaster when its pissin the rain

first dig now twig, help him pull up his socks
say a few more words better get me the mop
no i cant stop rappin til im reachin the top
i see his fingers on the edge ima give em a stomp

mfs know me cause im packin a punch, i teabag, in the bag, put the sack in your lunch
twig got perfect pitch but he missin the strike zone
finna airdrop dig put a diss on his iphone

fuck your baseball team
it dont mean shit to me
am i being way too mean rn i cant tell
if thats the case then im sorry

i aint sorry bout shit and you know that
twiggy boy is deaf, tell him come and get his flow back
i aint trippin bout a diss, this a whole act
diggy been a vegan eatin cheese like a whole rat

this shit like the cat and the mice, i think, its time that you put down the mic, and about time that you find you a vice, collecting coins, aint flexin if you payin the price

im the big dog, and you stuck in the pound, i say it again for people like twig in the crowd, i know diggy way better, but im used to the clowns, i gotta give it to you harder cause you new in the town

fuck your baseball team
it dont mean shit to me
and fuck your baseball team
your baseball team

TWXG.DIG.TAKEDOWN. (LIL FENCE YUNG DIGGY DISSTRACK)

bbl drizzy

[Verse 1: vMiL]
pull up to the park feeling rich like tony stark
there was a guy named clark and his clothes were very dark
and i pull up to that park, and that park was called wirth
that’s where i came up, i been there since birth
and i’m playing fortnite, and i called a kid a bot
i don’t know where he came from, could it be the tot lot
and i pull out that scar and i take a couple shots
and i’m gonna be rich, mommy buy me a yacht 

[Verse 2: big rekka]
big rekka back, and i’m on the track
made var this year, and i’m not going back
and i’m winning the gold, i’m getting the plaques
straight outta wirth, and i’m gon’ attack
drizzy get outta the tot lot
i’m moving out in the drop top
see the opps, go pop pop
they run away, i swap, swap

[Hook: big rekka & lil fence]
Wirth park styling, we’re repping 262
Straight out tha field, and we’re running over you
Wirth park styling, we’re ahead of the game
On the top of the hill, and I’m posted with the gang

WIRTH PARK FREESTYLE (ft. VMIL)

we made friendss againb! 

(Arnold Jo$eph)
been on the run from the opps for a while now feeling like i need to hit back
12 in the morning i start to feel peckish i went to mcdonalds and got me a big mac
with a large sprite, they fuck up my order im going in hoe now its on sight
talk shit to the minimum wage employees
and i act like they own place
real shit now im feelin really good about it
good thing that i made em cry
almost got em fired maybe now they gonna try again
before they make a move to put ice in my sprite
(like wtf is it not easier to not put ice in the sprite i dont fuckin under- whatever)

dont you put no ice inside my sprite bitch i wont give you pitty
ima need a full refund cause now you got me pinching pennies
bitch you know that im like that
im suin this bitch cause of you
i dont give a fuck if you fight back
now ima do my little dance on it
got an attorney but apparently i damaged somethin
i think im getting scammed, mcdonalds think they run the town
ill post this shit on facebook and get em taken down

(yung diggy xx)
im getting way too crazy every track im going wild
bars is coming out of me yeah this rap shit like my child
drop a band, drop a mic, big ass numbers like the crowd
tryna see me shoot right thru im tryna plow this shit
pulling out the chrome like q q im shotting down this shit
pull up at the dons with the whole crew and we surround that shit
im going in
me and arnold pull a big mac, no burger, but we the king
can i get a parfait with extra fruit cuz im vegitarian
can i get a large fry with no salt cuz im not sharing em
can i get a sprite please with no ice cuz im already wearing it
make sure roses dont forget the fruit or imma rlly bury him

(Arnold Jo$eph)
lets get to the point no everest
plead the 5th unless its brethren
on this track with diggy dig we might go catch a flight to everett
and see the guys, tell me shit like i wont rip off your disguise
if you lie, you gon lie, in a coffin, got your eyes

(yung diggy xx)
i got ur nose, like who the clown now?
im lookin on RhymeZone it says i could say brown owl
i could say how about now
i could say were going downtown
hangin with a fucking dog groomer like i could rlly say bow wow

(Arnold Jo$eph)
and you know im creepin round the streets in the night time
ima hit the beach for a swim watch the night sky
say you wanna pull up testin arnold im like why try
i be spawnin in at random times like im herobrine

HEROBRINE (feat. yung diggy xx)

ik we just made a song yesterday but i still had2 respond to the diss

get out your basement lets take this shit to real fuckin life
call urself never switch up, but stab my back with a switch knife 
make it burn like i shoot pepper spray 
need a doctor to come up & save ur life huh
nother round in the rifle let it shoot
fired up im pissed, take it out on you   
bullet holes would turn that boy 2 swiss 
thru a full clip like the toenails in his room
begging for attention like the dogs that he groom
bitches aint even 18 yet 
i aint even got mean yet 
like im just kinda getting my feet wet 
like i i i tried to listen that track u made but all i heard was bla blah blah
ion even gotta crush this guy cuz it happened in is his ca a ar
fuck maybe that was kinda 2 fa a ar
but u throwing shots at my dog
wait
throwing shots at my dog? aint surprising coming from you
who the only one thats mid in the crew
set this dick up on fire that NSU
aint nobody gonna recognize u when im thru
they b looking 4 the murderer like we was playing clue yea
ha
killer clowns on the loose yea
but i still beat ur ass like im bruce yea
and its done, left right 1 2 yeah
i would recommend a truce
if u dont wanna see this abuse huh
4 real
its dig

NEVERSWITCHUP

PB&J

Not the single..

just somethin' to end everything with a question mark after it...

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