I turn the fuck up like a rockstar
Gotta white bitch and she act hard
You can get toasted like Pop-Tarts
She thought this was Supreme, this is Goyard
Big loud bass shake the whole car
Gun on me 'cause I don't know y'all
Short nigga but I'ma stand tall
Gotta nasty lil' bitch and she bent over
All I need is one shot, ain't no do-overs
Don't ask me for help, I'll just shrug my shoulders
Trying to rock me Baguettes that look just like boulders
Leave you with three holes, you a fuckin' folder
I can't fuck with hoe niggas, you Eric Holder
Took a minute to heat, just like a toaster
Ain't got time to waste time, ain't no brag or boastin'
Know a couple of killas, and they do most and
I just sit back, put the plan in motion
This girl on my nuts like I used a potion
If I don't like ya spirit, I'ma get the ghostin'
This glizzy glock get ya spirit floatin'
My name ain't Jack, and I'm not jokin'
Brain like Bruce Wayne, gotta match the money
Get out my face fo' you get displaced
Hopped out my feelings then hopped in a Wraith
I turn the fuck up like a rockstar
Gotta white bitch and she act hard
You can get toasted like Pop-Tarts
She thought this was Supreme, this is Goyard
Big loud bass shake the whole car
Gun on me 'cause I don't know y'all
Short nigga but I'ma stand tall
Gotta nasty lil' bitch and she bent over
Pull the fuck up in the Range Rover
Pop up in yo city then drop a mortar
She swallowed my kids 'cause I'm not a good dad
Showcasing my talent, these niggas get mad
You niggas is cappin' my rappin' is rad
These niggas is trippin' 'cause I drip in cash
If you mess with my racks then I'm kickin' yo ass
Ain't no mo' snakes, yeah I just mowed the grass
Call me The Flash 'cause I'm movin' so fast
Gotta keep up, can't be stuck in the past
Nasty ass nigga my thumb in her ass
I smoke by myself don't expect me to pass
Walk in yo house with no mothafuckin' mask
High as a bitch, hope I don't fuckin crash
These rappers today is so mothafuckin' trash
Talk to me crazy, get hit with a blast
I turn the fuck up like a rockstar
Gotta white bitch and she act hard
You can get toasted like Pop-Tarts
She thought this was Supreme, this is Goyard
Big loud bass shake the whole car
Gun on me 'cause I don't know y'all
Short nigga but I'ma stand tall
Gotta nasty lil' bitch and she bent over
I'm one of the realest, you bet not forget it
What I be smokin' is none of yo business
No you can't hit it
Fuck on yo chick and I give her the dick
Then get ghost when I finish
Simmie the menace
All in her mouth like a dentist
Strap in my lap, you defenseless
Killin' the witness
Runnin' this shit like fitness
Stretch a nigga out like fitness
I go so dumb I get ignorant
Come with the sickness
The doctor don't get it
Money I get it
Yo bitch I hit it
She won't forget it
Told her I'm different
Shots like Pippen
True to my pimpin'
Big glock on me nigga no missin'
War wounds
Strapped up 'cause these niggas is cartoons
I turn the fuck up like a rockstar
Gotta white bitch and she act hard
You can get toasted like Pop-Tarts
She thought this was Supreme, this is Goyard
Big loud bass shake the whole car
Gun on me 'cause I don't know y'all
Short nigga but I'ma stand tall
Gotta nasty lil' bitch and she bent over
Wait
And you thought that was it?
She soakin' her panties, it's cuz of my drip
Gotta Call of Duty shooter, she gon' empty the clip
I can't fuck with nobody, y'all snakes and y'all rats
These niggas keep cappin', they ain't rappin' facts
Inscribing my bars they gon' come out in caps
Got glitz and gats, put ya ass on yo back
You lil' ass niggas can't neva stand next to me
You'll end up aborted like pregnancies
You niggas clout chasin so desperately
From hell, but my presence is heavenly
Stole yo bitch, all I used was telepathy
Saw yo face, all I seen was some jealousy
Fuck around and me and Simmie causing causalities
Stick and stones, that's lyrical weaponry
Don't you dare step next to me
Bitch happy like her ass off ecstasy
Get to the money, endlessly
Can't eat with us if you don't know the recipe
Give a fuck where from, ain't no pressin' me
Stand tall on nigga, heavily
Puttin' weight on my neck, all density
I'm gon' make it to the top, it's destiny, bitch
I ain't neva takin' no shit, bitch
We gon' run it up in a bit, bitch
My whole fit lookin' like lick, bitch
She hoppin' like rabbit, straight trickin' on my dick
I don't know ya well, gotta keep a full clip
You do not belong, I'ma crop you out the pic
My name ain't Danny, hit you wit an Iron Fist
I'ma super-powered nigga and you niggas ain't shit

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): Andrew Thomas, Z'Andre Moody