FAST

[Verse]
I'm back, not a kid, you sound constipated
You complainin' that it don't sound fast, I'm sorry
You keep sayin' you want unique flows and new bros
But you want me to rap 'bout Ferrari's?
I mean I could switch it up, make you feel out of luck
Everybody be like look as I give your bitch a hug
Kill it, death from above, made it this far without love
At least I ain't gotta worry, man, I'm sorry
What you gonna do without me one time?
I hear you pleade online, you hear these beats I find
I guess I make 'em mine, kill it, get no fine, I'm not sorry, nah
I don't need an instrumental, nor I need a fucking medal
I just need it to sound mellow as I keep it straight on tempo
As I'm layin' on that pillow, it so comfy, what the deal?
Want some coffee or a meal? Shit, I'm sorry (laughs)