[Hook]

Funny how everyone comes at the squad left and right

Changed the album up so many enemies in my sight (yeah)

I'm like Big Sean I'm finna bounce back (uh huh)

Getting too aggressive like Thanos I'm 'bout to snap

Man you're bitch made don't fuck with the lyrical menace

I'm ready for war I'm ready to go back and forth like tennis

I feel like 2018 Tyrone, taking care of business

Cooking up on this track feeling like a chemist

[Verse 1]

This redneck in the squad wants to cry and leave like a bitch mang

You want to fucking complain soon as we calling your name

Mother fucker thinks its funny when he takes my homies money

I'll be laughing when we're rich only bucks you getting is when you're hunting

I've never had respect for you, you're corny and resort to saying the N word

Honestly there are a lot of things you need to reconsider

Like stealing their money, something you can't get you're bougie

Only person who gets cheese is your ex cause she looks like ratatouille

You think you're 5'9 but you're just a capper

Says he don't care about rap music but he tried to be a rapper

You act edgy, you think you go through a lot like a ghost

Acts like a tank but I'm the one who blew you up the most

I can see that you're getting nervous like you getting tested

You think all rappers are thugs dumb fuck is built on preconceptions

You lose in arguments and still think you won the fight

Dude acts like he's mature but you sniffle and cry on the mic

Seven times two you're just too weak mang

My bars so cold it's like I'm spitting on a bleak day

Could've conversated but instead you want to whine

We tried to work it out but you always declined

[Skit]

Make sure you're on the bullseye before you squeeze it

Dad I hit it! I hit it!

Yeah nice job son ready to meet your cousin?

[Hook]

Funny how everyone comes at the squad left and right

Changed the album up so many enemies in my sight (yeah)

I'm like Big Sean I'm finna bounce back (uh huh)

Getting too aggressive like Thanos I'm 'bout to snap

Man you're bitch made don't fuck with the lyrical menace

I'm ready for war I'm ready to go back and forth like tennis

I feel like 2018 Tyrone, taking care of business

Cooking up on this track feeling like a chemist

[Verse 2]

Not done yet he ain't ready for round 2 now

Don't know why I need 2 rounds when I beat you in the first round

Always ran away when we confronted you, you have no balls

This dude left his mic on and was masturbating in the call

Did nothing to you, at times you had something against me for no reason

Is you on your man period? Is your pussy bleedin'?

You look like the type to make a hit list I'm a lyrical menace

Imma diss you so hard you'll never forget this

We're the ones you shouldn't be frontin' and now you're wanted

Now it looks like the hunter is the one that's getting hunted

With us for 5 years, gave you fame and you betray?

You think you're a tank but being a bitch is how you're portrayed

Don't care about who's hard it's about who's really smart

You trynna act hard but you really soft inside like a pop tart

You probably shaking in this diss tape you're bitch made

I got something sharper like I just switched blades

Fuck with the squad like that you get a diss track

Not gonna fuck with you even if you crawl back

I would've been nicer but if you push me I might snap

I might be soft like a pound cake but I ain't nothing to bite at