Verse 1:
What’s, the move, getting into the groove
All you haters are coming at me and you might just disapprove
Spitting, fire, fucked yo bitch like quagmire
She told you she’d come back, but she was a liar
Guess, who's here, i think you might be in fear
All the ears will listen to me and they might just give a cheer
Gaylord, rapping, i won't be slacking
You may talk shit about me, but I’ll be attacking
Killing, the verse, you just might need a hearse
All the people can't rap like this so they must just have a curse
Cashing, vibing, you can't be describing
You wanna chill with me, bitch you better be bribing
Verse 2:
Never catch me lacking
Never catch me slacking
Never catch me whacking
Never catch me hacking
I’m switching the flow
I think this one will glow
Y'all will be like whoa
Alright ready, set, go
I don’t know why these rappers be rapping a verse so fast
I don't know why they don't make it smooth like jazz
This rapping shit is so fun
Everybody don't run
Cuz i'm not fucking done
Spitting this verse in about one
Get jiggy with the feelin
I’m fishin and i be reelin
Play cards and i’m fuckin dealin
At the hospital I’ll be healin
I jump up touch the ceilin
Two bitches they fuckin wheelin
Got the orange i be peelin
And yo girl she be kneelin
Verse 3/Outro:
I hope i’m welcome to the scene
I'm not tryna be no charlie sheen
I'm just tryna make the best of me
I am a Gaylord rapper and yes i am a teen
Alright I’m coming to conclusion
And I know that y'all aren't snoozing
Cuz bitch i’m not fucking losing
More music coming soon but for now i’m fucking deusing