​lord commander kirb!

[Producer Tag]
(Send em to hell Buck!)

[Verses]
I only rap about me
Cause that’s all that I think about feel like a king
Except I’m lord commander no stepping to me
All you fuckers the same lookin' like NPC's

Got the same legacy, just wasting oxygen
They trying me, no reply I’m too hard for them
Beefing with me cause he want me to talk to him
Not gonna happen get close and I’m rockin' him

No camera included I’ll keep it a secret
Cause I need to make sure that you never start eating
Off your shitty music just fucking delete it
Nobody would notice you’re not even decent

You’re not even mid you’re just literal trash
And you know it that’s why you been kissing my ass
I won’t give you a kickstart I’m kicking your ass
Ayo Kirby sound sick think the mission been passed

Why you keep doggin' the cats
Fucking nobody knows you you talking to ants
I won’t give you a chance I’ll just whip out my pad
And remember why we the one poppin' with raps

I won't give out attention to you bitch you nameless
If they knew what I knew they’d know that you’re brainless
I’m taking your fans wait there nothing to take bitch
You’re not gonna make, it you’re not gonna make it

You’re not gonna make it, go look for a job
Don’t waste time making music it’s going to flop
Keep on saying my name I don’t care i’m on top
And you can’t knock me off of it I cannot stop

Making rappers look stupid compared to me
This shit ain’t fair to me
I need a battle with someone who scaring me
You cannot bury me you cannot parry me
Rap treat me so good it must wanna marry me

Woke up at 4 in the morning
And bitch I been smoking since 4 in the morning
Won’t let me get sober need more in a moment
I'm lucky I’m cold or I couldn’t afford it

I smoke with a bitch I don’t know but she’s gorgeous
I brought the green so she brought what I'm snorting
Don’t mix my pills with my booze I’m important
If you ain’t fuck with me I don’t support shit

I’m with the homies know we bout to blow
And so is your bitch she get down when i flow
You don’t know me you only round my bro’s
And that don’t make you mine get your clout on your own

Imma clown on my foes watch me slap em around
I ain’t out with the hoes I just rap with an ounce
I’m so proud of my flow it makes rappers feel down
Look at house cat we gold you just trash on the ground