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lirik lagu galen baird, maria karhnak, nicholas sutherland - social triptych

[spoken: sage tanguay]
you know, you guys should really be easy on him
he’s got the whole res college to take care of!

[verse one: maria karhnak]
f~cker, you said it, now i’m bouta burst
i sang on the chorus, now i got a verse
i’m bouta spit fire, that’s why i’m up first
i’m bringing the hurt, i’m bringing the hurt

flop, flop, flop, flop
drop another track for the people in the back
drop another track, you ain’t never coming back
i was really gonna let you off easy
i was really gonna let you off easy
yeah, i ain’t got a verse on the first track
but sh~tting on your co~chairs, you ain’t coming back
you sh~t on nick saying his ass is unemployed
sorry his summer job wasn’t with you deloit
say you held my hand, but i ain’t call you daddy
matter fact, that’d makе me a nepo baby
school’s in session, sit ya ass down in that front sеat
sh~t on the ed school, imma teach you how to read
you got no vibe, you got no flow, you got no lady
i bet you cry into your pillow like a baby
you can barely fill five minutes saying your piece
but put me in the stu, i’m gonna raise the heat
you actin’ like you’re god’s gift, but you bout to leave
one foot out the door, number one employee
noah never heard the adage “big fish, small pond”
what’s gonna happen when he realizes his groupies gone?
last year, me, you, and nick were peas in a pod
turns out you were a hater all along
you let jake sh~t on bowling, that was your event
sure, we went over budget, even you went
i’ll be the first to say “maria can’t bowl for sh~t”
your mom the first to say “maria just found the cl~t”
just like my mama’s name, keep rookie’s out your mouth
knowing i pay my piece, don’t doubt my bank account
talk to my boss, my regs, my opps, my rookie’s homies
put you on a blacklist, won’t get no cookieeeeeeeeees
nah, come get your cookie
oh sh~t, no epi~pen, b~tch, don’t die on me
i sent you my schedge, why not pull up on me?
boy, come and get your black~ass coffee
you know, wearing that sheisty ain’t a good look
you need a better vid, take a page out our book
tamang got it wrong, but his verse the best one
you’re listening to galen making sh~t up for fun
fact check your next track before you drop it
talkin’ out your neck with all this fake bullsh~t
just throw in the towel, we know you abouta quit
dropping this track, social’s got a new hit
watch you take two months to drop your next diss
don’t gotta listen, already know that it’s gonna miss
starting to fall asleep, you really bore us
starting to think you need a thesaurus
flop, flop, flop, flop
drop another track for the people in the back
drop another track, you ain’t never coming back
i was really gonna let you off–
[verse 2: nicholas sutherland]
~freakbob calling~
h~llo? h~llo?
he what?

yeah, noah silva made a diss track
noah silva made a—five minutes later everybody wanted this track
noah silva had his five minutes but he saw me comin’ takin’ this back
noah silva look alive hit you like i’m drinkin~drivin off a six pack
guinness breath need a tic tac
kid ain’t ready for the kickback
b~tches like ya f~ckin’ mom out here bustin’ lovin’ playin with my knickknack
and i’m lovin’ how she l!ck that
and i’m lovin’ how she throw it back
mama silva got a dump truck of an ass y’all know i’m towin’ that
mama silva got a pretty pink~purple bed, one way of knowin’ that
mama silva gimme pretty mediocre head, but, hey, she blowin’ that
mama silva thirst~y drinkin’ my seed when i be sowin’ that
got vanilla soft serve all on her be~hind when she throwin’ that
ay
ay
home run offa one pitch
she love me more and i’d bet that, noah
double~check it and vet that, noah
this the part where you get mad, noah
made your mama my b~tch
guess i’ll be your new step~dad, noah
yeah i’ve seen a brother cut a rug but that doesn’t mean that he’s gonna floor ‘em
when you droppin’ we don’t give a f~ck if your disses clean, yeah we all ignore ‘em
shoulda took a vp spot if you wanted power when you say decorum
too afraid of takin’ real shots so he got tamang to come and take em for ‘em
jake robey took a few, i was like “yo, who the f~ck’s this, guys?”
makin’ dobby look cute guess we all know what’s up with the disguise
robe is lookin too big. guess they don’t make those in a b~tch~size
this time take your boyfriend out of the closet and at the endin’ you could be honest with us and kiss, guys
jake’s got a lil’ shrimp, too
noah suckin it soft, robey sucks back till it goes limp, too
botha y’all got me thinkin’, “is that a sheisty or a gimpsuit?”
next time, robey think a little more ‘fore you let ya homie pimp you
bowlero like a month ago and you know that social fillin’ all the spots
cook a bro and we keep it real when we down in teal usin’ all the pots
b~tch, please everybody sees that your lyrics suck and we bakin’ lots
big 3 in the brc, everybody duck when we takin’ shots

social comin’ with a k!ller track guess you didn’t get our warning last time
had to run this sh~t back for ya guess that rappin’s turnin to a pastime
better sit your ass down b~tch when maria rappin’ cause it’s class time
better turn your ass around b~tch, galen’s comin for that kick ya ass time
will toledo in the car seat gettin crazy head, takin’ no rest
filin’ these hoes into honey on a friday night, it’s a hoe fest
buncha b~tches think i’m funny but i guarantee you, noah, that it’s no jest
that a ton a b~tches get to rippin’ off a tuxedo shirt to no protest
lotta hot mommas gettin in my pants cause i’m knowin that they blow best
gotta drop a seven minute diss when you hit us back man, no less
meanwhile, better put our banger on the youtube, goin’ “yo jess!”
hit us back with a new song in a couple months noah no stress
man f~ck

[verse 3: galen baird]
holy f~ck, you just f~cking k!lled him
holy…
okay, my turn now, i guess

ay, silva just dropped a new diss
someone please tell him it’s a f~cking miss
where is your loyalty now?
i talked to your little he say you ain’t sh~t
yorktown crew is loyal, right?
no cause your sis on our side of all this
at least you getting some dough though?
i talked to deloitte and they said you’re dismissed
coverin’ your face is for hoes
you don’t know your bars ~ they drier than grits
what about bc’s best?
i talked to lara, she you should just quit
i don’t feel the need to impeach
after these rhymes, you’ll resign in disgrace
so much hype for your last beat
for a mid five~minutes—a night at your place
good thing i was born in 05 ~ born any later
your mom catch a case
we’re called antisocial and yet
frats drop you like a faulty database
you allege that my valor is stolen
little do you know that your dad got a taste
the reason his knees are always so chafed
allergies on the y, got nut on his face
it’s clear that we winning this beef
if you were a man you’d just throw in the towel
you love losing ~ must be a sub
statistically you the “bottom s~x”~tile
just keep on pouring that fake lean
i’m sippin’ straight ‘tussin ~ it’s making me wild
i think i need a f~cking break
so i’ll hop off the mic and i’ll pass it to howell

[lara howell]
we get it, we got it
i put up with jim coan, you chill with casteen
we get that you sit on your throne like a king
we get that you think that you re~placed the queen
when you ran for poobah before
did it hurt when i beat the sh~t outta you?
glad that you won for year four
so you could drop bars while connor does your chores
do you even go to hill staff?
you know ella and eli be runnin that sh~t
elected in spring twenty four
but after i save brown from getting shut down
you play songs on drums from your suite, i yawn
case we know that the beats ain’t lookin so strong
know this track record won’t be lasting long
you hate from bc, imma chill on the lawn

[galen baird]
oh sh~t, lara spits heat
you drop your diss but it’s old on the same day
can’t believe we actually got sage on the beat
i guess that means our rhymes are cookin’ the tang~way
your ass is too white for that fit
without my sunglasses ~ go blind every gameday
but wait, if by now you won’t quit
for the next diss we’ll be having a hay day
oh sh~t, just having a hay day
f~ck your ass up like today is a g~y day
but wait, that would be breaking your streak
you on strike from s~x like a permanent may day
yeah, like a permanent may day
yeah, like a permanent may day
your rizz exists like oj didn’t do it
it’s no wonder the ladies always tryna nay~say
you’re cooked
you’re cooked, you’re cooked
there’s nothing to say, there’s nothing to say
you know what i meannnnn
no reason for you to try to layeeeeeeen
cause your ass was cooked by a cracker like me
bressies know who won, no one disagrees
you’re cooked

holy f~ck, that was it. holy…

- lirik lagu galen baird maria karhnak nicholas sutherland

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