(VERSE 1)
JJ all on ya tongue think this man prolly mad
When he left us in peace, he left you in a body bag
Say I’m begging for attention, clown, I ain’t never been there
That seems to be your mission, pullin disses out of thin air
Then you talk about my dog, lack of sense is apparent
I just make a cringy joke about my sister and the ferret
How I record without consent? I was recordin’ in my house
Your career's getting lynched, with that Mortem in your mouth
Trent check ya facts, what war did I make?
Trent, you’re all cap, diss was 4 minutes lame!
And your trash diss even had Sin appalled
Your basic lines about Ruben didn’t make sense at all
And I don't need proof when their’s witnesses Trent
Constantly cappin on the beat, think this kid is just bent
I been rappin’ better and you mad, you a hypocrite
You trash down to the letter, and all yo disses finna miss
Mark gon need to carry harder when I’m through wit em
Your a liar and a phony, it’s clear you’re the true victim

(VERSE 2)
Trent, you’re not even average, you could never beat me
No original lines, all I heard was repeats
And as always you pick the worst outta the free beats
You could never last, kid, this battle’s too easy
You’re tellin me that trash really took you like 3 weeks?
And I’m reviving your career, kid you really just owe me
How in the world is you goin’ off beat on a slow beat
We see through the bs and da lies you tell
Declining for 3 years, don’t pride yourself
Speaking of da lies, that was trash, unclever
Stop doing emo rap and get your act together
And ya tough act, ain’t worth nun G
Cause when I come around, you start duckin me
And when it’s confrontation, you let the vibes hit
You ain’t no real thug, You Mark’s sidekick
PUNK
And you really up here dissin’ me, tell 4 What
That’s product of the anger you’ve stored up
And then on the track you let 6ix greezy carry you
Your lack of quality is the only thing that's scary dude
Don't do music, you're not good enough
Mad cause your channel’s not lookin’ up
Talk down on the community, your opinions means nothing right
Act high and mighty, when y’all the that's ones duckin fights
And in more years y’all gon be in the same spot
You and Mark say the same lies, soundin’ brainwashed
And Trent’s gettin’ desperate, look how heavily they searched
Even had ya boy try to hand me some fake dirt
And every single time you spit, your booth is almost dying
Fact your insecure is the only truth your hiding
And he thought he was liked when everybody hates em
And wait, are dissing me or the character I made up
And every small thing you’ve blown asunder
I’ll compare you to the plane the way you’re 6 feet under
I think you should learn a lesson here Trent
If it don't make dollars, it dont make sense
(CHORUS)
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So don't kill game, let the people, commence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
So don't kill game, let the pimpin' commence
If it don't make dollars, it don't make sense
Because you gotta give it up to the crown prince

(VERSE 3)
Time to finish it off, this where dude gets killed
Why you rep Chicago, you live in Louisville
And let's bring the fact you fake ya freestylin’
Duckin’ rap battle VC's, dawg, you vile man
7 disses losin’, know you butt sore dude
Faked a guy’s death just to try to get more views
Goat ignorin’ you, he got better things to do kid
Diss his Grandma, at least she's not as dead as your music
Yeah we played the same games I don't wanna hear it tho
The difference is I stopped being cringe 2 years ago

(ACAPELLA VERSE 4)
Actin’ thug when you ain’t never seen no gore
Mad cause Niblo don’t mess wit you no more
Your career ends here, you couldn’t be far
Don’t talk about my family, when your bloodline birthed a bunch of retards
And as far as my family, every last one would body you
You wouldn’t even freestyle against 1cy, VC, gotta call you out, if not you’d pull
The card that you beat him when he ain't even know you still had a grudge
But when we pull up to VC’s with the judge
All you do is duck
How do you feel?
Remember how you’re such an idiot you said my brothers weren’t real?
Bet you got nun to say now I’m done
Btw Sin said keep his name off ya tongue