​pcajay and slayer Diss lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, yeah
We 'bout to pop that boy like a Xan
Hell no, cut that sh*t, hell no
Shut the f*ck— Shut the f*ck up, my n*gga (What the f*ck?)
Ayy, n*ggas be gay for real twin, im n*ggas—
FifteenHundred
Jay, remember this beef? Ayy (Shut the the f*ck up)

[Verse 1: Slump6s]
Jay didn't really wanna be with somebody, seriously, 'cause he really had to
pus*y ass n*gga, really in his feelings, I'm really starting to really question what the dash do
What if I wanted to told all of these n*ggas that you was a felon, would I be the bad dude?
Ayy, Slay, when you remember you was out simpin' for Kash, I don't think she would let you smash dude
Why do you think all these n*ggas stop f*ckin' with you? You a crybaby, keep it a hunnid
You not is a part of the gang, lil' boy, you gotta stop false reppin on '1500
And Slay, remember when you fought a girl? I'm still surprised she let you standin'
Ayy, Jay, don't think that you low, I remember when yo' mom kicked you out for scammin'

[Verse 2: Slump6s]
Say you 'bout that sh*t, lil' n*gga, come prove some
Fat ass n*gga need a salad man he need a crouton
Ash into my phone, say "Girl what you want?"
Slayer wear the same clothes like every day (Stank b*tch!)
n*gga got noticed by dc then scared him away
[?] I'm not talkin' 'bout this sh*t
[?] I'm not talkin' bout yo' way
f*ck this bullsh*t, I only use this sh*t as bait
[Verse 3: Slump6s]
n*gga said he ain't cared about a [?], look at they way you actin'
n*gga be eatin' all the f*ckin' food [?]
[?]
n*gga, Jay [?]

[Verse 4: BabySantana]
Ayy, ayy
We finna lock him up, he a criminal
n*gga talk down, but it's finna get critical
Slump gon' go down, choppa f*ck up his visual
Fat n*gga actin' like his ass invisible
Wanna be 1500 but you lost me
Who the f*ck finna stop me? Lawsy?
I'm would kill yo fatass, but yo ghost finna haunt me
n*gga a cry baby, he got beat by his mommy
[?] that n*gga look like a zombie
n*gga so broke, that n*gga rockin' [?]
[?] on some Takis
Thats the sound of yo' mom eatin' me up
Jay be scammin' for some [?]
We finna put his ass on [?]

[Verse 5: BabySantana]
Say you 'bout that sh*t, lil' n*gga, come prove some
[?] off inside the building, we need to remove some
[?]
[?]
[Outro: BabySantana]
f*ck, I ran out of time, um, yeah I ran out of time
So I'ma just go to export this b*tch
Um, but uh, yeah, uh
Say you 'bout that sh*t, come prove some, yeah, yeah, yeah
Turn it down, turn it down, alright, let me get this b*tch gone