KURT ANGLE

[Intro]
Uh huh uh huh

[Verse 1]
Yuh, put da racks in a rubber band line, Kurt Angle
Codiene Demons, this shit gettin' stranger
Don't dab me up, we don't fuck with a stranger

At the pack bitch I ball like I'm Ivyson
You just go ball I ball pierce
We don't do all that internet shit that you on, we make the XD pierce
I don't care what they say bitch I just did a mill

And twin pulled up in a Lear
Thee nigga bitch that they don't gimme fear
I don't need me a tape just to show 'em I'm here
Rich nigga status I shed a lil tear
Purple with perk, you sippin' on beer
Diamonds they dancing they came from Dе Beers

But they still treat me likе Johnny [?]
I just went, kicked a cup like Luh-Kang
Changed the weather, these bullets gon' rain on his gang
I suppressed all my idol shit, look how I came
Niggas foolish they don't got respect for da game
Don't let da jewelery eye-shot your brain
All dat internet foolery bring you some pain
I've been going through shit I juh had to maintain
I ain't never changed up, I came out da same