[Verse 1: Kasher Quon]
How you make a million dollars, and you broke again?
I was playin' with you last time, ain't gon' joke again
Should put my dick down your baby momma throat, and let the world know that them kids ain't really your kids
They really my kids, took care of your ass for 2 years, you was my kid
But when your lil deal came around, you ain't wanna spin
I took $30,000 from you once, and another 10
And what'd you do about it? Nothing
You ain't never shot nobody, you only shoot houses
Them whippets turned you to a crackhead, you probably shoot crack
I brought my own crib, my own car, my own couches
You said you bought me a house, but when you signed a deal, you only bought me an ounce
When I bought my rollie, I rent it to you walking out
Then we did that skit, finessed the jewelеr for some clout
Now let's speak facts
You was sleeping out a motеl, I gave you 3 racks
And told you keep that
Remember that time I beat your ass, you wanted a rematch?
You ain't got a million no more, you blew that
Next time I see X6, he getting blew at
But then he might snitch, and go tell, he getting suflex
Don't even wanna up a gun on him
Dawg switched on me, but tryna say that I turned on him
Shouldn't have said my name in a song, you gon' learn from it
Teejay packing his backwoods, his backyard boogie
Back staying with his grandma, she giving him juggy
Should take off my belt right now and give you a whooping
You ain't give me no diamond link, I took it
This n***a mad at me because his hairline crooked
And he bought a cheap Spirit flight through BookIt!
[Outro]
I wasn't even gon' do this
But n***as wanna drop snippets on they Instagram and try to diss me
So you know I had to come do it back