This is a song about "Taylor swift diss"

Sippin then call a cab nobody know their limit

We run quiet swift, a shooter should love thee clip

See, i'm just trying to focus

Cause you are on the diss,

They forgot who they fucking with taylor dalton and his mom are gonna get delt wit

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Now with permission you should swing swift at freak myths

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I insist bruh / sick but i'm swift n' this shits tough

Together all the timethought it was true love

Spit a poem or a diss

And i can't help but notice

Don't realize this is a diss

So i gotta spit to this

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

And wonder how we ever came to this