[Intro]
I have to kill you now
Ooh, ooh
[Verse 1]
Ran off with your Js, huh, I got quick feet (Get 'em shit)
Ammo' by the boatload, I could make your ship sink (Grrah)
Had mud inside a solo before I was fifteen (Fifteen, fifteen)
My big brother in that Stolo, cutting up, he shifty, ooh, ooh
Went from Reeboks to some Nike stompers, ooh (Stomps)
In the club, throwing bags on a bitch, Domergue (Come here)
Bitch, get off a line like Ndamukong Suh
That new AP stay on time, you would think I got two (I got two)
Bitch, I'm goin' long, fuck a coach (Fuck 'em)
This ho hit her knees worse than Derrick Rose (Boom)
Flood the pint with shit you could only buy in Buffalo (Yeah)
I get to them bills, top of the key I'm trailblazing, shit, I'm next to Patrick Mills (Shut up)
I could whip some shit up in that pot, a lab rat in that field (Bitch)
Bitch, I'm first-hand touching mills, but I can't feed you Patrick meals
'Cause them is Patrick fuckin' meals, if that was me, would pop that pill (On God)
Dishing ointment every night 'cause half the bros gon' itch to kill (Itch to kill, he itchin', itchin')
My scorer went from scoring to his death
Went from hanging plaques up to Aaron Hernandez (Shit)
Twin 'bout to blow, you a creeper, off them Roxys, boy, I'm floating, Dua Lipa (Lipa)
I could do a liter before I do twenty jumping jacks, yeah
Junkies jumping crack, yeah
Fruit flavor backwood, apple jack
That boy snaked your momma, how could you claim him after that?
Turned a nerd to a shooter, you don't wanna see the aftermath
Matter fact, pushing weight on top weight, that's a matter fact (Matter fact)
Cartier glare, feel like I got cataracts, shit (I can't see)
I'll whoop a rapper ass, I'on battle rap
Discipline in the '60s, half of these rappers getting paddle assed, yeah
[Verse 2]
Like a pedophile, hop up out that van
You would think he Barry Allen, fast the motherfucker ran (He gone)
I'on give a damn, riding with a AK like Afghanistan
Take them weak ass shoes off your feet and throw 'em to Japan (Far as fuck)
Kicking shit like judo, I
Boy, my roster strong as fuck, you would think them bitches Budokai
"How much for a feature?" What? You know guy? (Shit)
Fuck, yo, mhm (Yo, yo, yo)
We not parallel, check the sheet, it's only wins, I couldn't spare a L, yeah (I couldn't)
I win so fuckin' much, I couldn't spell L (I couldn't spell it)
Tweakin' with that rod you'd think I got a spell, hell (Brr)
Fucked the bitch so good, I hope she got a spare hip
He wan' push up, I'm a trainer, boy, I dare him (I dare you)
I'm your daddy, you a bastard, but I beared him
That's my slime shit the womb, yeah, we shared it
He a dodo bird we not even comparative (We not)
I outdid his fuckin' life, stop comparing him to me (Stop)
I should sue for defamation, I should Karen him (Yeah)
Saying I'm not up to you, no shit, I almost stepped on you
I was in a coma when them motherfuckers slept on you
Woke up mad as fuck, like, "Shit, I should've slept on you" (Haha, yeah)
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh