This is a song about "M gonna diss you"

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

You're obsolete, i don't even need to diss you, you diss yourself.

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Was gonna diss myself cause i hate this shit

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

And then you diss randy how could you pissed irish bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

You ain't makin shit, ain't the one you wanna diss

I'll diss you all, make you delete your account,

Why every five minutes niggas walking out

She gon get the mils for this

You easy to diss you breezy piss

You deserve a diss for your mess

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress