I'm riding with the homies everyday moving packs I heard they hating they wrote a diss track I see I'm sick of this shit so i had to diss back that's why I'm fucking yo bitch and eat your kids snack when they start calling me daddy you can have your kids back but the bitch still mine no dibs on that heard you got a trap house we gone run in ya shit no mortal come back when the gun throw kicks everybody go deaf when the drum roll hit guitar like clef with a drum roll a pitch it's a silent night for your hoe ass bitch