Part I

[Freestyle]

Part II

5AM AND YOU KNOW I BE IN THE STU
SPENT TOO MUCH TIME ON THIS DISS TRACK I WROTE THIS SHIT JUST FOR YOU
ALL MY RHYMES THEY STICK THEY STICKIN JUST LIKE THEY IS GLUE
YOU ACTIN LIKE YOU HARD ASSOCIATING YOURSELF WITH THE BLUE
I DRIPPING DRIPPING IN MY SLIME GOO
DROPPED THIS HOURS AFTER YOU YOU HAVE NO CLUE
I’M CHEFFIN CHEFFIN UP THE TUNES
YOUR RHYMES IS WHACK AS FUCK IF YOU EVER HAD A SHOW YOU’D GET BOOED

YOUR BARS SO WEAK
NICE SUPREME HAT SHEEP
AND YOUR CHAIN SO CHEAP
ON ALL THIS DESIGNER YOU SLEEP
YOU BARS SO WEAK
YOU FUCKED YOUR COUSIN, FREAK
TOO MUCH AIN’T EVEN DEEP
BOUT TIME TO TAKE A LEAP

WAIT NO, NOT UNTIL YOU HEAR THIS SHUT

Part III

TRY AND DISS ME FOR WHO I AM / YOU CAN’T GET NO INFO / AND I GOT NO POSTS ON GRAM
MY TRACK IS A SLAM / YOU LOOK LIKE YOU DRIVE A RAM / HICK ASS COUSIN FUCKER SICKO WHAT’S NEXT YOU GO FUCK A LAMB

WROTE MY BARS IN A NIGHT / YEAH THAT IS RIGHT / I AIN’T BE SLEEPIN UNTIL ALL MY DISSES IS JUST RIGHT
CODEINE IN MY CUP / AND IT’S MIXED UP WITH THE SPRITE / YOU LOOKIN LIKE YOU DO METH / AND MY BARS YOU FINNA BITE
BITCH YOU LOOK LIKE A DYKE / FIRST PART WAS A SIKE / BOUTTA PULL THE TRIGGER I GOT YOU IN MY SIGHTS
I AIN’T NO SQUIRT GUN KELLY EVEN THO WE BOTH IS WHITE / THIS THE BEST DISS TRACK EVER HEARD / I THINK THAT STATEMENT MAY BE RIGHT
BROKE SOSA GAY / HE ONLY PLAY / YOUR DISS TRACK SOUND LIKE YOU WROTE THAT SHIT IN DAY
I WROTE MINE IN AN HOUR SO GET THE FUCK OUT MY WAY / AND YOU SAID MY HAIR IS WHACK WELL I SPEND 40 ON CLAY
I SPEND 80 IN A MONTH / JUST FOR MY HAIR / YOU LOOK LIKE YOU AIN’T TAKE A SHOWER IN A FUCKIN YEAR
HERMAN MILLER ON MY CHAIR / PULLED OUT OF THE LAIR / I GOT SO MANY BITCHES AND ALL THEY DO IS STARE
I BUY THEM EXPENSIVE BAGS / TELL THEM TO SHARE / YOU COUSIN FUCKING HICK I HEARD YOU LOOKIN LIKE A BEAR
SAY YOU GETTIN PUSSY BUT YOU SOUNDING LIKE A QUEER / SO I KINDLY REQUEST THAT YOU PLEASE STAY OVER THERE


SHE’S IN LOVE WITH WHO I AM / YEAH THAT IS YOUR BITCH / BUT I AIN’T TRYNA SLAM
LOOKIN LIKE HER NAME IS SAM / YEAH I’M SAYING SHE A MAN / I WROTE THIS DISS THE NIGHT YOURS DROPPED BECAUSE I AIN’T HAD NO PLANS

PROLLY GONNA HAVE SOME SOON / GO TO YOUR FUNE’ / BECAUSE MY RHYMES JUST MURDERED / IMA KILLER WITH THESE TUNES
DAMN I’M FEELING DOMED THINK I’M HIGH ON SHARPIE FUMES / PROLLY GONNA GO TO BED / I AIN’T WASTING ANY MORE TIME ON YOU
SAYING THAT MY FLOW IS WEAK / WELL NOW YOU SEE / I WENT SICKO MODE IS YOU STILL TRYING TO BEEF
YOUR JORDAN’S IS CREASED / AND ONE CHAIN YOUR ONLY PIECE / AFTER YOU HEAR MY RHYMES YOU WILL BE FUCKING DECEASED

YOUR BITCH TRYNA GET WITH ME / SHE AIN’T LOWKEY / SHE TRYNA FUCK BUT I DON’T WANT HIV
I LOOKED AND I SEEN YOU ONLY DM LIL B / I GOT 14 IG MODELS AND THEY ALL TRYNA FUCK ME

AND AIN’T NOBODY GHOSTWRITE THIS SHIT