Smokey The Bear

I said y'all don't know how to rap, y'all can't make a song
I ain't picking up gats but I can make a bomb
It's been two fucking weeks and they finally responded
Beat you pussies up, you would swear that I'm sponsored
Sponsored by bangbros, doing dances in the O and Woo but I ain't here to tango, catch me in a Range Rove or better yet down the street in a stolen Camaro doing drive bys out the window with a bow and an arrow
Chop you up to pieces, take your bone and it's marrow
Dump your body in the woods
Leave you alone with the sparrows
We ain't fucking with nobody, our lane is too narrow
That goes for crew, woo / terrance, O and that wanna be pharaoh
So why y'all faggots always laughing at me acting like he ain't be fucking smacking up beats y'all ain't rappers y'all just athletes, suck a fat D
I'll burn down the woodlands if you try to attack me
I called Smokey the bear dawg he said that he'd let me
I got screws that are loose, talk about a thotty
I'll have the paramedics sketching chalk around your body