Response Diss

Latto let her know

Stupid

How these folks talking 'bout they

Talking about they getting money

But ain't getting money? (Dummy)

Talking 'bout they booking shows

But ain't booking shows (dummy)

You wasn't talking about nothing

When I touched down in Houston

'Cause you know better huh (stupid)

First thing first

When you grew some balls?

Stop playing, you couldn't even pick up the phone

When I called

What I did in Houston

I dare you to pull that in the south

15 with 15 bodies

My flow nasty like her draws

Lil' thot bye

How both of yo' parents in the crack pot?

Pipe down

'Cause we both know yee ain't what you rap about

You a joke

Tell yo' mama come work at my store

Shoulda never quit her job

Just to bring a L home

I'm too old

Well, my lil' sister 14 and she on go

I swear to God when we see you

Either one of us gon' wipe yo' nose

I did a show in yo' city and I left untouched

I'm the princess in the A and the H

Now what's up?

You ain't gon' buck huh?

And let's not get on yo' daddy

That man really gay (why?)

'Cause yo' mama a tranny

I already peeped, huh

Why her voice so deep?

I'ma beat this girl to sleep

Have her counting white sheep

Ooh, she talkin' hard

That lisp got her trippin' huh

I'ma put some money on her head like she strippin'

I know yo' daddy a roadie

Just tell me what he sniffin' (crackhead)

I'ma put a dent in her chin

Like she Peter Griffin

Yeah, she got me bent

Talkin' 'bout that she rich (girl, you's a liar)

Girl, they use yo' rap game check

To pay the rent

Don't flex

You text my phone

Talkin' 'bout "Girl, let's just be friends"

Really feel bad for the H

This who ya'll let represent

By the way you really soft

You cried in the rap game house like everyday (lil' cry baby)

And no, I didn't sign

I keep everything I make

Tell the truth

Let's just be honest

They shoulda let you win that chain

'Cause I know you tired of asking

Johnny Dang to borrow bling

This is big ole facts

I'm finna call D facts

I would beat you up

But yo' mama already does that

She want beef, it's a plate

Call me ugly? Issa hate

And my heart might pump Kool-Aid

'Cause sweet girls like you get ate

You only get booked

When promoters can't afford me

Ran this girl up out her city

Like I did extortion

Stomp her out and put her on a shoe like she Jordan

I just killed this baby

Like she did her abortion

Ooh, no, you didn't

Yeah, y'all know who I be

Folks get hard on Twitter

But can't pick up the phone

Really run my city for real

The real princess that way

(Ahh)

You really look up to me though

Tell the truth, yeah

I could be yo' mama lil' girl

Stop playing with me

I ain't even finna call my daddy on yo' daddy

And I run the A

All the way to the H

(And yo' mama can get it too)

And I run the A

All the way to the H (ya lil' sister, ya lil' brother)

Goofy

Put a cape on it

I bet they be Supa mad