[Verse 1]
This man told me he wanted a diss
Damn neanderthal ain't ready for this
Keep asking me to write this shit
Just remember this the fight you picked
I’m losing it-
My mind, lost a million damn times
How can I be arrested for doing no damn crimes?
A white boy that can rhyme
I know you ain't seeing this the first time-
But, Queezy ain't sick of the dissing
Watch me jump his ass while he in the bathroom, pissing
Maybe if you’d pay attention, Queezy_the_Gangster would listen
But Queezy gon' be runnin' for a while, this shot I ain't missing
Lost my girl over in NJ
Lost more family that way
Lost my dad at the drug bay
Making millions, what did that say?
Queezy ain't making millions
Queezy be catching feelings
For people who don't like him, peoplе that wanna do killings
I swear to God, I'm the realеst
I swear, I don't need these dealers
Stand me up against J.D. and we’ll see who’s the realer-
One, this shit has already begun
Queezy gon' be for real, I’m not strapping a gun
You want me to be locked up, you kinda already won
Locked up inside my house, even though I'm the oldest son
J.D. boy you look like a fucked up garden gnome
I mix these words up using a website, rhymezone
So broke you can't even open up Google Chrome
I hope you take so many pills, you shake and from your mouth you will foam
Maybe I need to step back and roam
Maybe I need to go back to my real home
Maybe I need to grab a comb
Or maybe I should referance that diss with the drone
Gotta take a step back
I might smoke some weed, but I'm not smoking no crack
The shawty I like, she got a nice ass and a rack
In your mothers bathroom, she wanted to jack
And good looks and smarts is something you lack
J.D. I told you, I’m not holding back
When I come for the neck and your mom sucks on my sack
You come at me for these lyrics, and son you'll get whacked
I told that bitch G.B. that I think she a snack
Fuck with Queezy_the_Gangster and your PSN'll get hacked
[Bridge]
I told you muthafuckas that Queezy wasn't gon' stop
That fucking prick could get beat with a mop

[Verse 2]
Yo, I told you motherfuckers that Queezy wasn't gon' stop
That fucking neanderthal will get beat with my mop
Kindergarten 2 shit, when he dies, that bitch rot
Mike Devlin shout out, my homie got stopped by the cops
Adderall charges, I know the whole fucking case
In New Jersey with my brother A.G. we always gettin' chased
Bad influence on him, I'm sorry we ran with some haste
Every girl that left me, I hope you know you left my heart and soul defaced
J.D. I'm not making a threat or a promise
I'm giving you warnings if you wanna fuck with this comet
I'll come crashing at the ground
With fire all around
And when I cum inside your mom, it'll shoot like a rocket
"Ignorance Is Diss" the fucking GOAT album
I don't give a fuck about billboard, I'm here forever this the outcome-
Of J.D. fucking with me for weeks over a diss now he got one
Other people want it but they gotta live without one
I could sound like fucking Dax when I'm in god mode
When I play defense, I go in Dennis Rod-mode
When I fuck your mother J.D. she wants to take the high road
You the fly on the wall, homie you doing fly code
[Outro]
I can't do this anymore
I went too far
Or not far enough
Whatever
You happy bitch?
You got what you wanted