This is a song about "Mexico diss"

Hows that supposed to be a diss bitch,

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

I’m better stacked that you never diss

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

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

Cause you are on the diss,

Gold bottles, lot of bitches

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

All the way down to mexico where coke is allowed

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

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

All the girls really want is fun

When i diss you better listen