Ratley: Mi dads dead bitch? N yeah cus Kayla jus a lil girl.
Treacy: Like I give a s---. How does talking to a girl that's 1 grade below me make me a rapist? Ur a dumb f---.
Ratley: Stop txtn mi phone rapest n if u dont care jus stop tryin me k. N jus go visit ur dead brother.
Treacy: UR F--- ING DEAD! I SWEAR TO GOD I'M GONNA KILL YOU! I'LL F---ING FIND YOU! YOUR ASS IS COLD, DEAD MEAT MUTHERF-----!
Ratley: K u make me giggle.
Treacy: watch how much you laugh when I strangle the life outta you!! You're f---ed. You said the wrong thing to the worst person.
Ratley: Like u did mi dad thing oh such a hipacrit.
Treacy: No, no, I'm not. See, I didn didnt know ur father was dead, u knowingly took a shot at my deceased brother. Today, you die, Slut. Kayla riding the bus today?
Ratley: Idk. N iam not diein n if I do not from u. N yeah OKAAA. u don't know who ur even talkin 2 do u?
Treacy: Idc, I'll find you. You're gonna die.