[Verse 1]

You tryna throw all that shade

Rollin through my streets like a self-made parade

You won’t say shit when I knock you out fool!

You wish you was this fuckin cool

Put the gun to your head, turn you into a ghoul

Why you talking so much shit?

Tryna be like me, you know you can’t spit

Always sayin “you need more creativity”

“Stop rappin about all this negativity”

Can’t say fuckin faggot cause of your sensitivity

Always runnin your fuckin mouth, now I bet your quick to grab it

You don’t seem to stop, call it a fuckin habit

Stop tryna diss me, better go and pack it

You actin like you can fuckin diss

Ruined your career, you just got dismissed

Actin like you hard, bitch you never got shitfaced or fuckin pissed

Actin like you have seen fuckin violence

Shut yo fuckin mouth, I wanna hear some silence

If you talk shit, then just say goodnight kid

Forbid you see me when you close your eyelids

[Chorus]

I’ve gone to fuckin low!

But I love the way I diss ya

Cause you get so fuckin mad yea

This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack

But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!

[Verse 2]

Used to be fuckin close

But this song gon leave you froze

I ain't-a pussy, I just know you're too scared to catch these fists I throw

Cause you don’t wanna go toe to toe

You don’t wanna throw no blows

I challenge you, but you're a no-show

Fuck you, bout to fuckin flow

When a fag act hard

Cut a fag with a glass shard

Leave yo ass scarred

Yo just a fuckin blowhard

Throw these fists, you gonna get bombarded

What a fuckin retard

Burn you, now you charred

Bury you in my backyard

Call the national guard

Rollin down boulevard

Fuck yo life, just gonna disregard

[Chorus]

I’ve gone to fuckin low!

But I love the way I diss ya

Cause you get so fuckin mad yea

This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack

But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!

[Bridge]

So from the front to back, I fuckin attack (attack)

Your eyesight turns to fuckin black (black)

Your lyrics are all fuckin wack (wack)

You make me wanna fuckin yak (yak)

Heat all over this fuckin track (track)

Runaway, better pull back (back)

Stuff your body in the fuckin cadillac (cadillac)

Cause I’m a fuckin maniac (iac)

Put you down, you just hit the sack! (sack!)

[Chorus]

I’ve gone to fuckin low!

But I love the way I diss ya

Cause you get so fuckin mad yea

This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack

But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!

I’ve gone to fuckin low!

But I love the way I diss ya

Cause you get so fuckin mad yea

This song is just a fuckin jab, yeah, not a bitch smack

But you're too fuckin scared to hit me back!

[Outro]

You ain’t gonna do shit mother fucker!