How Rappers Diss Each Other Now

[Intro: Girlhefunnyaf44 & BTB Crew]
(Tyler!) Where's Tyler? Where's Tyler? (Tylerrr)
Where's Tyler, bruh? Where's Tyler? Where are you? (Tyler where are you?)
Bitch ass nigga what the fuck you talmbout
Where the hell is Tyler at bruh? (Don't by shy)
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait - I found 'em (Where he at?) (Where he at?)
In my blunt
Dead ass nigga! Dead ass nigga!
Up the score gang! (Up the score gang, boy!) Blllrrrrrr (shootin' deer)
We comin' after you Tylеr! Ain't no mysteries gettin' solvеd Tyler, you dead
I see you Tyler, you dead, fuck-ass, bitch-ass, dead nigga
We came after yo stupid ass with F&N's and Draco's
Fat-ass momma on TV talkin bout sum "Where's my son?, Where's my baby?"
He dead, Ion know where the fuck he at
Tyler tell her where you at, she love you, you must not love yo momma
Where you at, Tyler, where you at?

[Verse 1: Girlhefunnyaf44]
Tyler, where are you?
We had followed you
Feds still can't solve that mystery (Tyler)
Made his fat-ass momma faint (she did, she did)
Try to get up, he cain't (he dead)
We left that nigga stank, stop dissing me! (Haha)
Can't forget Lil Corey too (Pussy)
We coming after you (Bitch)
Jay got killed in school
They still cain't find out who (Cain't catch me)
Just know we smokin' 2
Crazy bro ain't slide for dude
And we all know Tristan pussy, he got killed for acting cool (Fakin)
I fucked Lil JD bitch (I did)
Lil Pokerface got blitz (He did)
He died the day he dropped the diss
Brandon took the stand and snitched (Pussy)
Slapped Jason in his shit, made him clique up with a clique (Brr, brr)
That boy took yo chain and stick (Brr, brr)
Jit, you still ain't slide for shit (pussy)
Now Lil Diddy ass a lick
Finally killed him on the fifth
Feds don't got no proof I did it, but they know for sure I did (Hahaha)
Ay Jake you on the list, you gettin' killed the 26th
Stab still stuck in the 80's, we got guns, he using fists (You stupid?)
And I feel bad for Rick, they killed his brother, killed his twin (I do)
But he said, "Fuck Lil Jo", so pretty soon we smokin' him (coming soon)

[Refrain]
Yo! You said you "Gon' pull up on us, well...

[Verse 2: Girlhefunnyaf44]
BTB the crew (Blrr, blrr)
We gotta follow you (Grahh)
Ha-hanging out the roof
Sl-Slidin' in the coupe
Six shots to the tooth
We comin after you
Opps call po-lice!
Gun go Gr-ah-ah-ah-ah
Ain't no Br-ah-ah-ah-ah
Bullets comin' scorchin' hot
Run down wit a Glock
Straight whippin' down yo block
That's how pussies get on Fox
Nigga I don't talk a lot
Talk a lot, nigga play he gettin' clocked