Get Smoked

[Verse]
Niggas trying hard and rhyming hard but they not me
Leave a nigga cooked on a roll like a chopped cheese
Aw man, you boys wanted that ground beef
But your pack expired last week
My salary ain't matching with champs
But im still turning dudes into food no stamps
Put the clamps on the top scorer
Freeze your hot aura
Leave him stuck in the corner
Imma shut down his sauna
You all on top of the trends and that’s cool
But I'm still taking all of your friends to my school
Of hard knocks surrounded by suppliers of hard rock
You bitch can get the eggplant, right on her tramp stamp
Imma read you good, iyanla van zant
Niggas be amazed like i just did a handstand
Yall dudes just practice, i ain't talking bandcamp
You do what these guys do, i do what they can’t
You all over instagram making a rant
But im running lyrical shit like a slant
Bitch you are small like an ant
And I ball like Durant
All you did was press square and you spammed
Its not fair my man but stop blaming me
Imma get my shots in, fuck a triple team
Catch a fade, like a wide receiver barber
You my sons, yall about to meet yall father
Niggas on my nuts like George Washington Carver
You made the starting roster, without the skills of a starter
Thats why I'm bombing all of these rappers like Pearl Harbor
Taking credits from my book of rhymes, bitch I'm your author
You ending up red dead, without a revolver
Niggas starting problems? im the problem solver
Yall in my cubicle i am the boss of ya
Pay your tax niggas cuz crossing me costs ya