Yo
Yeah
How you rappin' all your life
and you ain't profit? (Hm)
How you tryna be punk and you ain't
moshin'? (Pssh)
How you tryna book a tour but you ain't pop
pin'? (For real)
Nigga think he Steph Curry, boy,
you Ilgauskas
Pop filter, bump stockin'
One shot turn Steve
Bannon into Steve Hawking
R. Kelly, jiggalo, I'm dough
pilin'
But I don't fuck with little kids, bitch,
I ain't Woody Allen
How you let a nigga run you out your
own city? (Word)
How you never catch a win,
but you catchin' feelings? (Yeah)
I ain't tryna have debates,
I just bake bitches
Put a price on your head,
send my niggas fishin'
Boy, you really Craig Mack
but you think you Diddy
Put this fuck nigga in a bag,
he the new Missy
How you let a nigga call you nig ga?
(Psh, hahaha)
Uh
More money, less fame, push
my tracks deep
These niggas ain't reviewin'
your music, they reviewin' you
Keep it to yourself, get your money, baby,
keep doin' you
Step out of line and show these
Plaxicos what the Ruger do
Now who is you? Double
barrel, twin magic
Hit the W, go through the roof
Base swell up and go
through the coupe
Pacin' at this nigga house like Peggy finna hula hoop,
uh
Lines around the block feel like
Su per Tuesday
Bad leather Biden, baby,
we need new things
Makin' love to your girl, pullin'
tracks out the strings
Pat the weave, I gotta water
the soil 'fore I plant the seed
Lots of information
in these bars and schemes
These niggas basic,
all they know is jokes and memes
Now let's face it, you hate
me because you ain't me
You think because I mention forums
we the same type of dweeb?
Fifth up in your face when I
catch you off- key
This is how it taste when you
talkin', don't read
Nipples on my suit,
I'm lookin' for Mr. Freeze, count the green
I don't got fans, I got fiends, what
you mean?
Show up to the studio,
I'm dressed like Harley Queen
I don't want no picture, give a fuck about
your 'zine
Snitches gettin' Christian, hope
you rat up on your team
Tell me all your secrets, pour
out one Lil B
Tony Braxton pistol had 'em talkin'
in his sleep
These niggas don't rap, they
incriminate on beat
All I do is spit facts, get
money, make heat
Spit up in her ass,
let her know that I'm a freak, don't speak