This is a song about "Florida diss"

I'm responsible for this unstoppable diss

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

Hot like florida sand bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Spit a poem or a diss

When you feel like this

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

I’m not the one taking a “fuck you” as a diss,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit

The boa know they loving the crew

I dont try to diss you

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

I don't fiend for beef: i eat bitches