First.

Doesn't mean shit to my first week
God damn you weak
Every verse I here
Simply stink
I think I might need to show you how it’s done
I've been making story's
Since a shorty man
Feeling naughty
Sippin fourtys
They say you the real one
Act fake
Call it fake gang
But these ain’t fake gains
I get all the gains for the fame
But fuck the fame
I'm just looking for happiness
And strength through my guidance
Speaking through my passions
Passing through my boarder with no passport
I don't follow you
But you like tweets and my insta pics
That's ok I seen your booty
In a tight dress
As you were feeling depressed
Let me press you back to life
Get you hyped
About the new light I bring to life

Like wow
I'm finna make it now
Make this shit glow up and blow up like pow
Hit em back make em scream for more now
I'm just dressed to impress
Regardless of the stress
Placed on my chest
It's a true test I'm giving you
A lyrical whimsical unforgettable
Intangible impassable genius
Not even genius can decode my rhymes
A true crime
Like the game I take no time
To stop you in your tracks
So I spit a new track
Crack your wack verses
It’s me versus me
So let’s see what I'm bout to be

Yeah I’ma show you when I'm done
Everybody really wanna come for my funds
Like I can't handle that
Like I run for the gun
Like oh shit what's he about say with this dick
Cum in her face
Come in the states
Oh my god look at that you disgraced
I really wanna play for the fake gang
Everybody wanna fake gang fake gang yeah

Vinci really wanna play for the flows
Everybody knows what I’m about to say tho
And I really wanna show for the show forshow tho