[Intro: shitpostcore]
Cody, C-Cody
I challenge you
To make the worst possible song ever

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
Bad bitch coming from the North (Uh)
BLM, bitch, we mobbin' up the store (Yeah)
And I remember when I was poor (Uh)
Now all I get is applause (Ayy)
Prove my worth on a verse
Say a curse to the church
October 2-2, a legend was birthed
Welcome to Wales, motherfucker, beat the Turks
Pull up to the party with the big sticks
Big dick up in your bitch, bitch
Cody made the beat, man, I do this shit discreet
Doing what I want, might shoot an opp in the street
Rhys don't want your feature, shut thе fuck up
And I went and fucked your mother
Uh, and your bitch got druggеd up
And I'm back from folk, and I just smoked
I smoked a toke, RJL X Cody, you m—

[Interlude: god_is_a_beast_at_skate3]
The Unknowns, ayy
Yeah
Yeah
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