[Intro]
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets, say it children!
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets, uh-uh
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got time for Dax! (Haha!)
Ain't nobody got time for that

[Verse: Crypt]
Welcome to Dax's eulogy, he practically passed the noose to me
This is what happens when you get confused and shoot at a true MC
Who's this dude think he's foolin'? He's just fuelin' me stupidly
Guess it's true since you used an extra year to get that school degree
We both graduated back in 2013
But, you're a year older, I guess it was harder than it seemed
"Retarded" don't honor your mind state, must be tokin' that Spice laced
This bitch's diss left me bored to death for Christ sake
So, I heard you had some words for me written down in a scheme
Five months after the fact, let's recap and see what he means
He trashed me behind my back, he half-assed his verse on my track
Even though I gave him the cash that he asked for to make the rap
And then I put his ass on blast for bein' fake as his chain that said Dax
And now, he's aimin' my way, claimin' I attacked, what is that?
Damn right I did, this a walk in the park
And I'm supposed to bag up shit left by bitches, so let the carnage start
People tweetin' me, tellin' me that I gotta go see
What Dax said, so like you, I had to take a lil' peep
And what I did see? A bunch of sheep, counted so much, I fell asleep
Someone tell this G when you diss me, don't do so carelessly
And now I think about it, it's funny how we all sleep
Dax with his painted toes tucked up under his sheets
Cuddled up with bundles of money he scammed for on some beats
His ex sleeps with everyone and all of y'all sleeping on me
Dax mad I ain't accept his fake apology
Actin' like I'm Tory Lanez the way he said "I'm sorry, G"
Said he wants to make a make-up track with me and Scru
But I told him, "Screw you, I don't fuck with you, dude"
Said he was prayin' for my family when my grandmother died
Posted in my comments two weeks after her soul went to fly
Actin' like he's a saint to gain grace in the public eye
But ain't say shit to me and had my number the entire time
His head's so far up his ass, that's why he thinks he's the shit
'Cause every time he spits, fecal matter drips from his lips
Get him a CAT scan, 'cause this pussy's brain needs some help
Funny how I'm the fat man, but you're the one full of himself
You wanna say your freestyles are off the dome and that's lame
The only thing un-drafted's you when you went for the NBA
Say you're better than me like it is a brag and a boast
But we've been on two tracks together, I out-rapped you on 'em both
Let's talk about all these verses you reusin', thinkin' you're hard
For someone so fit, you sure are fuckin' lazy with the bars
You stole the name of your diss and acted like it's OG
But, homie, we know that Daniel likes to steal low key
And Daxnos was a trash diss filled with bad jokes
And Dax knows his ass is grass if he lashes forth
And Dax nose is filled with burned marks from all the coke
That he snorts to cope that his ass is alone
I'll take your D, chop it off with what's left of your name
Give you this L, so you can put it right there in it's place
And that's the only way you fly, how's that for word play?
Dax, I can promise you that you don't wanna play this game
Now, you wanna bitch that I rap too fast? Well, shut the fuck up and listen, Dax
And if you even attempt to do what I can, you'll fail like you have as a Dad
Oh, snap, that's what you told us in "She Cheated Again"
So, either you lied about that, or you're lyin' about this
Do you even have a kid or was that shit fabricated from thin air?
Tryna get sympathy from a fake story you fibbed there
Medusa lookin' ass, stone-faced, emotionless, stiff glares
He's so much of a snake that they took the place of his hair
Now, snap me out of existence like you said that you would
I'll come back with everything I have, and that won't be good
Do we need to talk about that night in 2012 in Nashville
Or maybe refer to it as suckin' dick for Cash-ville?
Seven figures to flex, how quickly bitches forget
You were beggin' for checks in 2017 to pay rent
Actin' so rich, but your apartment, it ain't even furnished
Fuck a casket, I'ma burn his ass to ashes, 'cause he earned it
Kendra cheated, she's not your Butler, so she wouldn't wait
But, the entire time, you were textin' her friend Jayce
And had the hots for Janae, her own sister, Big Play
You back at it like a bad habit, bein' a snake
This shit ain't new to you, you've been a liar your whole life
And got mad at me when I brought your true colors to light
Assassinate your character? Bitch, I just revealed the shit
When you got 10 different artists with the same story, you're a dick!
You wanna hate on YouTube Rappers, but shit, now you need us
People at those shows don't know you, they there for Techa N9na
So put our names in the title, call it a diss to get those numbers
And don't be a bitch, tips from one YouTuber to another
[Outro]
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets (Say it children!)
I don't want nobody fuckin' with me in these streets (Uh-uh)
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got time for that
Ain't nobody got time for that shit!