Spitting

They call me an underdog

But I'm never under, I be on top

Bring in the heat, and I make you bop

These rappers are noisy, yo make it stop (huh shhhhh)

Say it w my chest is how you know I mean it

Queen of the chess, you're a pawn, so admit it

You thought I was gone, I got back In a minute

And baby got back and it got them like really

Cos I'm

Spitting fire

At this point, you can call me Elijah

Go crika taka louder

And the paper stacking higher (way)

Bring back fire

I'm bored being the only heater

When I spit I bring that fire

On repeat and you can't be tired

I ain't gonna say mean things

Only gonna make your favourite rapper insecure, that's bitter

I'd rather do big things

Shut down shows and make my money grow bigger

Listen lil ****, spitting on the beat is a goddamn killer

And I ain't ever fuck with a bitch who ain't got no liver

My flow's on a diet and she's getting thicker

Wait I get it

This that put it on repeat shit

This that water flow on a Daney beat

And that's how you make a big hit

Bad lil Leng ting from the motherland

So I lick the the beat and it's done and

That's how you know, I got the flow, I run the show

Trynna keep up with me but you're slow

Hustling steady with my bros

Staying jiggy out here on the road

We broke codes but we ain't ever broke the bro code

I ain't ever roll with a faux (eh)

Spitting

Spitting

Spitting (ah ah)

Spitting

Spitting

It ain't warm out here, all my **** are cold

Froze but getting that dough

Steady on a low and I ride for my bros

Whoa

Keep an eye out like Ruger

It's tough trynna get the dollar

If they ever wanna chat shit

Now put that bitch in a coma

Sick flows, she's bad

Real life baddie with the thick thighs

Fimi with the flowww!

Every new release is always lit as fuck

Fimi, as in, you just dey blow my mind

Keep cooking, keep doing what you're doing

Bet

Like Abraham I got many sons

Couple songs like I'm Solomon

All these **** square like they Madison

Do my ting like I'm heaven sent

I'm finna pull a moon walk on motherfuckers

Like I'm Micheal Jack (son)

Sing like Adele and that

And i drip so wet like I dip in that

Uh... spitting

You don't wanna be splitting

No check with me cos I'm eating

Devoured the beat and I skllww haaaaa wait

A lil back story

A teacher said I was ugly

Cos my melanin body dark as fuck and

A big ole gap, **** what the fuck

Bleach it bleach it was a anthem

For a poor lil girl it was a problem

Now I wear it around like a emblem

Call them flaws but I Love them

Roast them till they medium rare (fair)

Bad man, look don't stare

The way I'm glowing hit different swear

You gon need a Anti glare

I'm Top tier, the heck is tamera

You all be serving but I am the leader

Ahead of the curve I'm on top of the ladder

You're pressed, you better go empty your bladder

Spitting

Spitting

Spitting (ah ah)

Spitting

Spitting

It ain't safe out here, all my **** are

Wait

Smooth like butter (water)

Turning my foes into lovers (huh)

Screw em over no rubber

But it's calm tho cos I'm mother

Carry these lil rappers on my back and them

But the irony is I float

I took a lil break from my 9-to-5

To identify as the GOAT

This is wonderful, my treasure

You will go places

Ah, I love this

Ah ah, eleyi lagbara o

In fact, you're the best