Fonked Out

[Verse: Mobbu]
Too many niggas see me as an idol (as a what?)
Know these numbers put these niggas in a spiral (yeah, yeah, uh)
Talkin shit but ima end this on a high note (bitch les go)
Want me to stop, but i got me like 5 more

Bitch I ain't common no more like, let you know how the top floor feel like
Shootin' through holes, my career been a steel pipe
Alot on my plate but I finish my meals like boom
Like nigga now what is you talkin' bout
Gimme a week nigga I'll make a hunnid thou
Pop out the window, we shootin' a hunnid rounds
Numbers too numbin', these numbers do nothin now

Body for body nobody can do it like me
Red on my shirt from my dogs makin noise, yea my niggas we causin' a scene
I ain't off a no drugs, half of you niggas too high off your rocker to get up to me
And the rest of you niggas been too busy fuckin on girls when you know that they only a teen

Like whatchu talkin bout, Whatchu talkin bout
Tell me what they talkin bout, now what they talkin bout
Mobbu been on somethin' now, he up to somethin now
No your god ain't coming down, yea he ain't coming down

[Verse: zaptanicus]
Ima be honest nobody is competition
And you tryna be me there's a lot you missing
Gotta pick up the pieces you gripping switches
And you docking them boats in the different digits
Being better than pest but you hardly different
Been in different positions, you never switchin'
Make his ex ask why, she didn't get it
I switched over my coords so you wouldn't get it

Cause my USB-C and my micro it aim better, cause you is not plugged in like me
We putting static all over your damn channel, cause you ain't got nothing to see
You not a rapper lil nigga you backpackin', so better stay off the streets
I'm really beating the 808s out of a nigga
Just like when I'm changing the beat

You needa calm down lil nigga
For we get yo top popped lil nigga
My chop wanna hotbox you nigga
No I don't wanna talk talk
Yea figure (FUCK)
You better get lost
You not the bigger threat
Got you pussies all waiting with baited breath
For the next one to try it is surely dead
No remorse for a nigga I hardly met

Like when I said I got 23ks and the klan couldn't bother me no
She looking tall on a pole
You don't wanna talk, lil nigga i know
That isn't part of my issue
Go get 'em a tissue
Cause everything you drop blow
It isn't adequate nigga u slow
And you back on my dick
While I'm back end dicking her, making her moan

You been surrounded by bums, so we not connecting my USB-C through
All that bullshit u been talking, my nigga I'm ready to meet you
My choppa it full of suprises, it got a gift so whenever we greet you
A magic trick to turn a solid nigga to a see through

[Verse: soraxleblanc]
Buddy see through, but he transparent like a PNG
Got a shawty starin', now she feel embarrased, he a talkin money? he ain't seein' me
Made this shit apparent, double glockies pair it
Airin' out that nigga, wet him up he perish
Shawty want me bad but I ain't ever care if he want beef ima give this man another parent
If he really wanna beef I'll make a nigga my son
Nigga step to me you only try once
Wolfwood big, yappa on my waist
Nigga wanna cross me made 'em try guns
Shawty ride my dick, gave her pipe once
Heater leave him roasted if he miced up
If you got a problem, better pipe up
Been here sittin' quiet, nigga I'm done
Cuz yall niggas talkin, now a nigga pissed off
You a lil bitch, I'm a big dog
What is that? diamonds on my wrist watch
Talkin' on me, you get picked off
Big body maybach sum like rick ross
Leave my ex in space if she talkin hot
Chop be on my waist, gon give her lift off
Sora quiet but the blick not
Damn how did my pockets get fatter than you? (nah, its crazy cuz you're like fat as fuck)
Clearly the music don't matter to you (how are all your songs bad?)
You're usin' that microphone, tragic abuse (got that poor at-2020)
Now there ain't no way that you ain't embarrased, like how come a singer rap better than you?

[Outro]
(Now how did you let me outrap you, yall need to lock the fuck in cuz that shits sad)