Byte and Barq

When I talk to you don’t you come at me
Docta dripping on the floor you ain’t cold as me
Shoutout to my cuz Dre cause he was close to me
Came out on my page where my trophy
When I spit its fire
Rapping and I will never retire
You dissing me and I sit higher
Talk your shit and I get designer
You want smoke? where the lighter
Talking bout u a real nigga but you really a bitch
U toilet water why you think you the shit
Thinking you a man but you never tasted a click
Everytime i come at you u always wanna flip
Look, Get your stats up
Click-clack duck
Look at how this crack moving
Get your racks up
Stupid hoe and you know
You bad bad fuck
Nobody know ur name
That’s cause of your luck
Look learn your ABC’s
Before you come at me
Docta is the title
Why you spilling tea
You didn’t like my first diss
So now you mad at me
Every time it’s zay
Put the blame on me