No Ls

[Intro]
You know them intros where be like "this what they been waiting for? They ain't ready for this one."
This feel like one of those...
I ain't got nothing to say though, so I'mma just rap

[Hook]
My record like W-W
W-W-W-W
My record like W-W
W-W-W-W
We don't take no Ls, nigga
We don't take no Ls, nigga
We don't take no Ls, nigga
We don't take no Ls, nigga
My record like W-W
W-W-W-W
My record like W-W
W-W-W-W
We don't take no Ls, nigga
We don't take no Ls, nigga
We don't take no Ls, nigga
We don't take no Ls, nigga

[Verse 1]
My record so perfect, I do not take Ls, I just stay getting Ws
Got political up on the last one and I heard it made em uncomfortable
I'mma tell you what I'm gonna do, anything I fucking wanna do
I be flexing on them other dudes, I be flexing like the son of Zeus
Hercules, Hercules, Hercules, no muddy water but I can still murk a beat
Numb surgery, they ain't hurting me, gotta bird on me, number 33
Swag dripping so much that it can't dry, and I'm rocking Trues like King Kai
Yeah I'm rocking Trues like I can't lie, pockets Majin Buu, that's the pink guy
To any rapper saying you da best, who da best? Boy I'm so hungry I'm straight outta Budapest
Proved all my talents, what the fuck I'm proving next? And you know pretty soon imma be moving checks
Drop a single, nigga "that's a dub"
Kill a feature, nigga "That's a dub"
Used to say I wasn't black enough
Now they dap me up, like "That's wassup"
And you know my shawty never acting up
Like she guarding Westbrook, she gone back it up
Yeah I told you that I'm really rapping bruh
West Side Story, I be snapping bruh
This the type of shit that's finna make em do backflips
And make these other rappers change up they tracklist
An under dog that's marching forward with madness
Upsetting these rappers, I'm changing up brackets like,woo

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
No L, like Mick Foley daughter
I'm on point like Tony Parker
Tryna box me in like Tony Tarver
But I'm raising Kane like my homie's Carter
God damn, Timmy how you rhyme like that
You don't even really take ya time like that
Nigga you ain't even in ya prime like that
Yeah I know, now I'm finna bring the rhymes right back
I been nice, before ya'll was laughing at that Victoria Justice cover
This ain't a talent I just discovered
Last single hit em, ya'll just recovered
Started 6th grade, had to tighten some gears
Early high school, I was lacking some peers
The only rookie that's been rapping for years
Bitch its Assortment of Snacks For The Ears
And this tape is for all of my niggas that's proud of me
Middle fingers to the niggas that doubted me
Middle fingers to the fake friends surrounding me
Middle fingers to whoever was clowning me
Spitting fire, Blue Flame these niggas
Try to clown me now? I Bruce Wayne these niggas
Flawless victory, I Lui Kang these niggas
Who you tryna mess with now, what's my record now?
Oh

[Hook]