Diss Again Lyrics

Speak on bro, bet he won't diss again,

Call up Lay, she fucking spin

Put the flash up on the Glock, it click, you think your picture's in

And nigga keep on slidin' in the Honda, flip that shit again

Call up Three, my evil twin

Tristo catch you, do you in

I'm slidin' with this F and N

Catch a opp, shoot at a ten

Nigga I got bodies, I'm Osama, I caught many men

Straight pain up in this beat and straight emotion

Can't be hangin' around with niggas if they ain't havin' no motion

I can't get that lil' bitch pregnant, so I'm wearin' my fuckin' Trojan

Nigga claiming that he raw, got in there and then he folded

Nigga call me alfredo cause I got the sauce

Smoke with the bitch, got her taking it off

That lil' hoe Randy, cause he getting mossed

That lil' nigga play and he stealin' my sauce

I feel like Nick, cause love don't cost

But that hoe gotta go, so pay for a ride

She call me the cops, cause I laid down the law

That lil' nigga ass, that nigga just flaw

Speak on bro, bet he won't diss again

Call up Three, my evil twin

DSI, we do shit in

Put the flash up on the Glock, it click, you think your picture's in

Got the chop hangin' out the window, time to trim a nigga, now he want trim again