You Know?, Pt. 3 (Sped Up)

Oops, wanna diss me, nigga, guess we on for real
Pop-out with Jay Reckless, got these pussies, read in Braille
Six triple clips, send that demon straight to Hell

Fist said he'll go, I spin that beat like carousel
No cap I be doing this shit, boy you was 13
Started rapping, you really that new to this shit
Double stepping, no Hoof on this diss
Meet me at four after this verse I'ma spit
I ain't seen you caught these bitches slipping but bitches was never gon' let you hit
15 years old, you still play with your dick

Like Daddy in jail, start to damn lick
Two little niggas, they play like they bandits
And they the ones who started this shit
Wrote you a song and it did a few numbers
These niggas swear that they be slaughtering shit

Rap on this bitch 'cause I'm slaughtering kids
I'm the king of the hill, I'm on top of this shit
Took it to the top, motherfucker
I might not be famous as fuck, but you wanted this shit

So do you know who this is?
Niggas be baiting for clicks
Wanna know that my name is Jay Reckless
It's true I be wrecking this bitch
Fuck that snake, you a dog, lil' nigga
When I come around you gon' do it for tricks
Uh, money so little lil' nigga will think that I be trapping for bricks
Not trapping for bricks but sticks and stones

Who the fuck calling my phone?
I cannot step on some pussy lil' nigga
When I'm in my lane, bitch I stay in my zone
Matter of fact this shit coming straight off the dome
Dumb lil' nigga, lil' boy I am grown
I'ma go trap at the ABC store when I'm done with this diss
And go buy me petrol

Too quick, caught that nigga, it's gon' snap off
That's your bitch, lil' nigga, I swear I will not back off
Hit her, wish lil' rat, get that bitch some Mac sauce
If I see your girl, I swear to god, lil' boy, I'll jack off