[Intro: RiceGum and Alissa Violet]
I'm tryna read chat but I'm getting trolled
Ay yo mods ban these guys bro
Who the fuck is Void bro
I wasn't about to go in, but now I feel like I have to
I mean, I feel kinds bad, but like fuck it

[Verse 1: void]
Yuh, back to the track, now I'm running it
How we goin' fry up this Rice, we discussing it, that was your girl, but now someone else fuckin' it
You is not hard boy, you look like McLovin, y-y-your music is shit, ain't nobody be bumpin' it
When you spittin' a verse you sound more like you're suckin' it, this ain't 2016, you ain't no longer runnin' shit
You ain't post on your channel cause you ain't get views and whenever you do everybody makes fun of it
If you the drip god, I'm the evaporator, you owe fifty IG thots like fifty favors
Whеn you tryna rap, I need a translator, got no energy, need a defibrillator
So much autotunе, rappin' like Darth Vader, got a foreign car, but the IQ of Tow Mater
You quit making music cause ain't nobody like it and them dislike ratios was the indicator

[Verse 2: void]
Aye, yuh, thought I was done bitch, you haven't seen nothing
That last thirty seconds was just introduction
This Rice pack go crazy, we all just been puffin'
Just heard your new music, that shit was disgusting
These girls in your vids but we know you ain't fucking
The YouTube mosquito, you never stop suckin'
Like yo family channel, you'll end in destruction
[Verse 3: void]
Wait, what? This bitch gonna call me irrelevant
All yo friends yes-men, they use you for clout, when they get that shit, they gonna leave your ass desolate
You rap through your nostrils, you ain't got no breath in it, hop on this beat like I'm Aang in my element
You sound like shit now and you still goin' be soundin' like shit after your five fuckin' years of development
He's a boy in a band, but that boy fucking rinsed you
You started this trend, I take it and dismiss you
You paid Abby Rao on camera to kiss you
And Jacob to bend your ass over and fist you
You on your way out and ain't no one goin' miss you
You beamin' with Kay cause your landlord about to evict you
Your Spotify plays man, that shit is an issue
'Cause they watch the vid for the hoe, but the music is not what they listen to
In public, you awkward, fans don't want to speak with you
I'm playing your game and by far, I am beating you
An ass Leafy is all that I see in you
Try and diss back and you know I'm deleting you

[Verse 4: void]
Internet bully, show you in a locker
Your body is built like your name's Mr. Crocker
You takin' 'bout JJ like you is his stalker
Drop bars like yo ass on the field playing soccer
Your girlfriend got clout, but she ain't got no love for you
You could not diss back if even yo ass wanted to
Lately, it has been simpin' for Ash like you Pikachu
Even yo own fucking fans making fun of you
These Kids Must Be Stopped, now it's you that must stop it
You clickbait, you lie like your name Jussie Smollett
If you talkin' shit, then that shit's outta pocket
Diss battle with iDubbbz, you somehow done lost it
So you quit making diss tracks, we'll nobody's missing those
And you act like you thuggin', but you not a crip though
[Verse 5: void]
Say that you rich, scam yo fans for that crypto
This flow is novel, and your's is the CliffNotes
Them girls like yo trickshots, you ain't ever hit those
Now you're just known as the guy who can pimp hoes
Fuck a ghost writer, bitch I got a Death Note
You are wearing some reps, so stop flexing them shit clothes
You ain't post for a year, your channel stuck in a limbo
And you hide like a bitch when Adin knocks on your window
KSI got a good girl and you actin' jealous cause all that you ever be pullin' are skanks
While you in your bedroom depressed, getting high, JJ's on top of the Billboard, getting high in the ranks
Alissa is moaning all up on the song, that's the only reason the shit going platinum
Frick Da Police was the worst diss track I've ever heard, diss god please tell me what the fuck happened?