I'm an idiot for throwing yogurt
And your finsta is better
Than mine by a mile

Lies
They're all lies
Oh hello mr. Hyland
Welcome to the diss track

Oh shit
Somebody get
Some fire extinguishers
Because I'm about to
Light this shit up
Here we go

Welcome I eat weed
To your diss track
When I'm done with you
You won't come back
So take a seat
Chillax and sit back
And listen to mofo's very first track

Mr. Hyland
You a lightweight
6 ounces lighter
You'd be fish bait
At the sesh
Nursing some cider
While I'm in the back
Five shots in an hour

Pretty boy
Petty boy
Weaker than
An altoid
Skrrt, skrrt
Mandem pull up
And show mr. Hyland
How we rock our stuff

Seventy-five-like-tough-lad
Sixty-nine posts' enough, lad?
Already peaked?
That's rough, lad
Now let finsta mofo go ****ing mad

I'm just playin' dawg
You know I have only mad respect
For you, homie
Yeah, my g
**** you