[Intro: Yesify & Javier Barry]
They just dissed me bro
They don't know how to act
That will leave a blister
And fuck with his sister, HA!!!
Ight
Wooh
Ight, make sure you fuckin' burn them this time
[Verse 1: Yesify]
ConDawgZ, just stop
Your funny videos are a flop
I only use you 'cause you're a prop
You're like a scene I had to crop
Cut the shit, cut the edit
All you tweets, I fuckin' read it
You make videos off of me, boy, give me some credit
Talkin' shit on DMs too
Boy, you're blues without a clue
Let's not mention "Yesify, who?"
I was in your whole review
Y'all some whiny bitchеs and I guess y'all can't take hate
I saw you crying to your commеnts, and that shit was clickbait
Conner, son, I'ma teach you a lesson
You're a failed abortion, ain't no question
Hopefully, I will end your depression
His fifth—no sixth—therapy session
All bark, no bite
I took a L but at least I can fight
You think that you're better and acting snobby
If I'm Logan Paul, I'ma film your body (Aye)
This is it, I'm fucking done bro
Go to Disney, you look like Dumbo
Why y'all disgusted when I rap about sex?
Stop showin' off 'cause you have nothin' to flex
I don't make racks, bitch I make checks
When he raps, he sound like he's choking
I forgot he's high and he is toking
You said we're playin', but bitch I ain't jokin'
On your diss, I made a comment and I guess you could not take it (Take it)
Just like your reactions, bitch you had to fake it (Fake it)
People say you have bars, bitch I say, "Where?" (Where?)
Look at them damn kids gettin' shot over there
"Shut the fuck up!"
No bitch, I'm speaking (Huh?)
I forgot to mention I also see your momma on the weekend (Ooh)
Yeah you mad, call yo mans
You should OD on some xans
Why you dissin' cause she pans
When you look like a trans?
You be talkin' too much (True)
Get the duct tape (Yeah)
Make the right decision and decide your escape (Wooh)
He just be hatin', he talkin' a lot
Bitch I burn hot like a coffee pot
Motherfucker, third degree burn
Javier, bitch, it's your turn (Damn)
[Verse 2: Javier Barry]
(School Shooter)
Hop off my boy, Yesify
We in court 'bout to testify
You stutterin', 'bout to make a lie
That's right, yeah we hope you die
Keep it hundred with you real quick
Me and Yesify are just too sick
But now you fuck with my clique
Talk shit, we run up with the sticks
Whitest of the whites, that sounds like you
I think Anna would agree too
Take Conner right back to the zoo
Ask everybody and they say, "Who?"
ConDawg, let's test your rhymes
I'm dissin' a nigga who forgets his lines
Think that you're rich, go doodle your wealth
You the type of nigga who google yourself
Ooh, let's pierce a piercing
Let's play tag with your ex named Kiersten
Oh damn, sorry to take you
But you're a corn dog and I had to bake you
Okay, back on Austin Cohn
He takes lyrics to the heart, not to the dome
It's okay, I just got off the phone
When he raps, he sounds like his mom when she moans
Go cry because you're a weeper
ConDawgs is just a speaker
Don't get grounded, that will make me weaker
If you spit back, then I will cut deeper
You look like you're the maddest
And your story, that is the saddest
Your channel is so fucking dead
Boy, please, pick up the status
Bitch I'm a bull, so say, “olé”
Run into you, that's what I say
Took your diss down, why you afraid?
Just stop tryin', you say, “okay”
