My names Daimond Mack
And i run the cats, i run the dogs
I get a hit for a shore
You can't get get a hit and thats for sure

Ayo
These SoundCloud are nothing but shit
Boy, Im a cat, and you think i can't hit?
Hows that bih not dissin right?
But it didn't record cause your ass can't even sing
And I'm walkin' to that they talkin about hey
Austin in Midnight house hey, Got a tall tail
And traingle ears, meow meow meow i can talk
Hey hey I think you be place
Promised my brotha i turned into palace
Bitch Get the fuck outta my face
Im real a cat like Midnight
That bih just woke up an its night
You think you so yachty
Dont be a knight

You think you so lil pump
Imma hit the folks up
Get the fuck outta the Cat Room
The Cat Room gon' eat you
That would happen if you fuck with me bitch