This is a song about "Diss iggy"

Spit a poem or a diss

You ain’t never been higher than this

The diss went from witty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I'm in love with your business

Now after my first diss plus this,

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

Atl was tipping them

In the caravan with some latin bitches

You cant even write a good diss?

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

You deserve a diss for your mess

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Don't realize this is a diss

Wetter than a swish and i never miss