I don't like you
T-Series
Nothing personal,
kid
But I must go all out
Just this once
Verse 1
Bobs or vegana, whichever will it be?
Sit the fuck down,
T-Series, I'm here to spill the real tea (Uh)
You tryna dethrone me from spot on number one
But you India, you lose, so best think you haven'
t won
When I'm through with you, we're gonna be completely fuckin' done
'Cause we only just begun
I review you, *clap, clap* zero, bye
bitch, gone
So come on
T-Series, looking hungry for some drama
Here, let me serve you bitch lasagna
Chorus
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain'
t nothing but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
Look at
T-Series they just crying for their momma
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series ain'
t nothing but a bitch lasagna
Bitch lasagna, bitch lasagna
T-Series just
wet themselves in their pajama
Verse 2
So who the hell is Bob and why you wanna kiss him? (Ew)
I'm a blue eyes white dragon while you're just dark magician (Oof)
You got a fifth of the population in your nation, but
I got nine-year-olds of worlds so hold your defecation (Oops)
Motu Patlu, what the fuck is that even supposed to mean?
Your language sounds like it come from a mumble rap community
No papa, no papa, yes papa, Johnny
Now down all of this sugar and let's throw this fucking party with some—
Outro
You got a population of one point three-two billion
But most your videos can'
t seem to hit even a million
Sub-
bot!