Aim that shit at me boy you gon drop it I'm that nigga now because I'm popping Can't no nigga tell me he gon top it I'm the man and I been the man and I know that it's shocking You be talking shit boy hit you with the rocket Don't care what you spent boy ain't shit in ya pockets Use some common sense boy Use it for I rock it I been down broke but a nigga go and make a deposit That's my evidence Since I was a kid Watch my thoughts blow in the wind Like who the fuck and when Bet you don't know why I cannot tell a lie With the shit I had my supply like open third eye Cock it back and let it go Some of you niggas don't I been watching you from the peephole I know you niggas hoes Niggas don't know Bitches don't know Independent my bro If you ain't you will go broke Nigga just might go clear the shit I told you niggas you not serious Why you niggas try to act delirious Why you niggas hate if you don't fear me then Blowing up I bet you niggas hear me then Nigga might go end up in the fucking pin Keep it hundred keep it ten Keep a blessing make a sin Why the heart rate rising for me All these niggas really common to me I know I don't really vibe in the streets You could never get revived in the streets All these niggas talk like they fucking mental But you never really bothering me I could really show you something detrimental But you fucking up the palm that you eat It's a tight rope but you hanging off the edge I don't fuck with bitches anymore I want the head I don't fuck with bitches anymore I want the head But girl what's popping I'm the needle You can be the thread If you ask me later girl I coulda sworn you was the feds Girl that pussy ill You leave it to me You gon need some meds But Fuck it we in the backseat Working like athletes Get up off the floor I don't need no mat skeets I can hit any bitch with the right catch All I need is two blunts and a slight match Heard you on the 69 shit How you gon latch it I ain't even know this shit came with the package I ain't know a rat plus We ain't even got enough pro for that shit Let's get it Damn I'm amazing Star Seen how you work Buss it like a AR Head game strong Put me in the ER Now I got a light head Like I work at Pixar She ain't my type Nah she ain't my type She be all up on a nigga like what on rice I thought shit was going left So I hit her from the back Now she looking up to me So I had to make it right God come first Money third And really finna get into it Seems like lately Niggas been swaying away from getting to it Yea Back to the topic Cuz lately taking breaks ain't really been a option nigga That's right that's right Ain't no stopping And all that hating shit gon get you bodied boy I swear cuz if you Aim that shit at me boy you gon drop it I'm that nigga now because I'm popping Can't no nigga tell me he gon top it I'm the man and I been the man and I know that it's shocking You be talking shit boy hit you with the rocket Don't care what you spent boy ain't shit in ya pockets Use some common sense boy Use it for I rock it I been down broke but a nigga go and make a deposit

Guess who doesn't really give a fuck? About the gun in your pants you always keepin' tucked What the fuck does it matter of even havin' it If you don't even use it when the opps be creepin' up You get shot, talk about catchin' bodies but now you get dropped Now you finna blow up for real in this game of Hip Hop And all your songs may get more radioplay And also even get popular on Tik Tok Get yo stupid ass put on a shirt Now ya fuckin' stupid ass is under the dirt And all of this just to impress some stupid ass internet goofies Who for clout would put on a skirt Ain't no flow colder than mine and that is just fine I will have my time, don't plan to decline Like my bank card when I'm front of the line And I have to fuckin' sit there and let out a sign That I am broke, during a freestyle I can choke But even if I do your favorite rapper I can smoke And if he try me he'll have a damn stroke And best believe I'ma laugh cuz he a damn joke I am sick of these retards who wanna be hard Who really think that by cloutchasin' they gon' be stars Have 3 cars, fuck these broads Who only fuckin' love you cuz you clowns just be frauds Why do you wanna look so rich for? When all of your shit looks piss poor? Did I already mention that I hate Billboard You can be rich, your music taste still poor I wish I could fuck Billie Eilish, put my dick in between her eyelids What the price is? Gotta blackmail her thru Isis? Fuck a sidechick when that bitch got nice tits I don't really give a fuck if her fans come after me It will be agony, I will battle you and your family I rap like I'm from Amity, I'll lift you up so rapidly And guarantee that you beating me is like a fantasy Make sure you become a casualty, hang you off a balcony Make sure in this galaxy nobody remembers you Even if its casually and I dare you to say you a God I will speak blasphemy I am not a gangsta and I am not tough I'll fuck you up lyrically and that is just not bluff Girls don't fuckin' like me just cuz I'm not buff But if they saw my dick they would want their mouth stuffed Yes cuz its pretty big Inbox if you want a pic Its about a 20 inch Its even a deadly sin Guarantee you'll wanna hit You don't even have to squint It'll be a hit and quit Nah I'm just talkin' shit Now I'm 'bout to get to speeding up So get ya reading up You'll have to do some keepin' up Your ears I'm feeding up There is no healin' up Step to me no sneakin' up For me its always speakin' up Punches always heating up Tell me when we meetin' up Rhymes'll do the beating up Beats are what I'm eating up I think I've seen enough, of dudes who ain't even tough Hearin' y'all puttin' me to sleep like Jigglypuff