[Verse 1]
You tryna throw all that shade
Rollin through my streets like a self-made parade
You won’t say shit when I knock you out fool!
You wish you was this fuckin cool
Put the gun to your head, turn you into a ghoul
Why you talking so much shit?
Tryna be like me, you know you can’t spit
Always sayin “you need more creativity”
“Stop rappin about all this negativity”
Can’t say fuckin faggot cause of your sensitivity
Always runnin your fuckin mouth, now I bet your quick to grab it
You don’t seem to stop, call it a fuckin habit
Stop tryna diss me, better go and pack it
You actin like you can fuckin diss
Ruined your career, you just got dismissed
Actin like you hard, bitch you never got shitfaced or fuckin pissed
Actin like you have seen fuckin violence
Shut yo fuckin mouth, I wanna hear some silence
If you talk shit, then just say goodnight kid
Forbid you see me when you close your eyelids

[Chorus]
I’ve gone to fuckin low!
But I love the way I diss ya
Cause you get so fuckin mad yea
This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack
But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!
[Verse 2]
Used to be fuckin close
But this song gon leave you froze
I ain't-a pussy, I just know you're too scared to catch these fists I throw
Cause you don’t wanna go toe to toe
You don’t wanna throw no blows
I challenge you, but you're a no-show
Fuck you, bout to fuckin flow
When a fag act hard
Cut a fag with a glass shard
Leave yo ass scarred
Yo just a fuckin blowhard
Throw these fists, you gonna get bombarded
What a fuckin retard
Burn you, now you charred
Bury you in my backyard
Call the national guard
Rollin down boulevard
Fuck yo life, just gonna disregard

[Chorus]
I’ve gone to fuckin low!
But I love the way I diss ya
Cause you get so fuckin mad yea
This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack
But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!
[Bridge]
So from the front to back, I fuckin attack (attack)
Your eyesight turns to fuckin black (black)
Your lyrics are all fuckin wack (wack)
You make me wanna fuckin yak (yak)
Heat all over this fuckin track (track)
Runaway, better pull back (back)
Stuff your body in the fuckin cadillac (cadillac)
Cause I’m a fuckin maniac (iac)
Put you down, you just hit the sack! (sack!)

[Chorus]
I’ve gone to fuckin low!
But I love the way I diss ya
Cause you get so fuckin mad yea
This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack
But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!
I’ve gone to fuckin low!
But I love the way I diss ya
Cause you get so fuckin mad yea
This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack
But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!

[Outro]
You ain’t gonna do shit mother fucker!