Lyrics

Shout out to Bang Nation and The Angels

JP, you ain’t ish, you a bum, lil’ trick,
Talkin’ big, but your pockets on limp, lil’ simp.
Keep my name out your mouth, you ain’t ready for the smoke,
I’ll drag you in the dirt, turn your rap into a joke.

[Verse 1]
You said I need my hair done? Boy, the f outta here,
You still beggin’ for attention, tryna rap for some cheer.
Claim you handsome? Nah, you average at best,
If ugly had a mascot, you’d be wearin’ the vest.

Talk tough on a track, but in person you shook,
Your whole catalog trash, you a YouTube fluke.
You talk about a wig? That’s the best that you got?
Meanwhile, I’m countin’ bands while you schemin’ a plot.

[Hook – Miss Nedd]
JP, you ain’t ish, you a bum, lil’ trick,
Talkin’ big, but your pockets on limp, lil’ simp.
Keep my name out your mouth, you ain’t ready for the smoke,
I’ll drag you in the dirt, turn your rap into a joke.

[Verse 2]
You wouldn’t hit this? Ninja, you couldn’t afford,
I’m a meal, you a crumb, stay beggin’ for more.
You a clown with a mic, I’m a queen with a crown,
One diss from me, that’s your rep goin’ down.

Tryna stunt with your lines, but your ink game is weak,
I spit venom on the beat, leave your whole squad deceased.
Better bow when you see me, put some weight on my name,
Miss Nedd too real, I don’t play lil’ games.

[Hook – Miss Nedd]
JP, you ain’t ish, you a bum, lil’ trick,
Talkin’ big, but your pockets on limp, lil’ simp.
Keep my name out your mouth, you ain’t ready for the smoke,
I’ll drag you in the dirt, turn your rap into a joke.