Неблагополучная Семья (INSTASAMKA & MONEYKEN DISS)
Мэйби Бэйби (Maybe Baby)
Dysfunctional Family (INSTASAMKA & MONEYKEN DISS)
A-a-a, a-a-a
MONEYKEN's cheating on you, and the internet knows it
Everyone's wondering: is it true or not?
I'll tell them everything, 'cause you're a terrible person
No, seriously, he messaged a fan, like: Should I come over?
I know two more he messaged, just between us
Called herself the queen of blowjobs in her songs
You shut down the fight, just swallowed it whole
A bitch on a cuckold, only in songs does he want her
What kind of loser do you have to be to get cheated on by such a jerk?
Remember how you laughed at Dasha Kaplan back then?
Now that goat's got horns too
Their numbers dropped, BOSS hung in the charts for a couple of days
They thought they'd ride the hype on Victoria
His dick from your fan right in your mouth –
Is that the kind of connection you have with your audience?
Ha-ha, and your husband’s not yours anymore, no
You're a cuckold, 'cause you’re exposed while they write your text
You're a cuckold, took you three years to respond
While Maybe was getting laid, she liked to watch
A-a, dysfunctional family
Dysfunctional family, a-a
And your sister's fifteen years old
She starred in your video Pumping Oil
There are no such juicy women in the world
Hey, what, are you sexualizing kids?
In the video, there's ass-shaking and alcohol ads
Is this really a place for a child?
Helping with the outfit, and you're taking her picture
The dress hugs her body, she turned around for the shot
(What?) This reality's messed up
What can you teach her? To shoot porn?
I can imagine her going to school in the morning
To the tune where her sister sings about taking it deep
Dasha, you're sick, this ain't healthy
Rita, hit me up, I know a good therapist
You can grow up, get your shit together
Unlike the gnome, 'cause being short is his nature
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Dysfunctional family
Dysfunctional family
Dysfunctional family
Your dad despises you
Doesn't even call on your birthday
He'll never give you advice again
And won't say you're doing great
You're to blame for this, and you can understand him
'Cause his kid was promoting drug shops
And trashing colleagues for any mistake
He left when he realized he raised a monster
Better wake up
Yeah, this ain't a diss, your conscience is talking to you
You’re sucking on a mic on stage, kids are standing by
Yeah, they'll remember that move and repeat it later
Your dad, Drake, let me break it down for you
'Cause he acts like he doesn't have a daughter
He's a businessman, let’s get the facts straight
His little girl is more his daughter than you are
You’ll curse the day, girl, when
You first said my name out loud
I’ll quote your dad
Please forget our names
Please forget our names
Dysfunctional family
Dasha, remember when you wanted to have kids?
But you talk about other people's kids more than your own
If you wish happiness for all kids, then just
Don’t have any, 'cause monsters are usually raised by monsters
You scream about rules and laws
If you read morals, it’s definitely not for a trash blogger
Hey, you’re getting into other families' business
When you can’t even handle your own.