This is a song about "Clap back diss"

You ain't gon find that

Just sit nicely and clap.

Back like dennis the menace, playin lyrical tennis in this endless rhythmical diss

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

With every boom boom clap in it

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

No offense, don't assume people will clap

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

And if you get to screamin that you gonna clap back

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

Babe you know it gets no better than this

I'm in love with your business

Cause you are on the diss,

Bet i'm heavy with that

I don't pack gats and clap shit