Hit him in his Afro treat him like the 80s

**** taking bath salts thinking he the greatest

You the lamest I'm an asshole but I took his baby

Like a rocket imma blast off top is where I'm aiming

Never need a beat bitch I can kill it a cappella

Murder any **** said I murder any fella

Think he better but really **** I'm drip in any weather

Check my sweater bitch Gucci just shipped in like it's a letter

Shoot a funny clip no MTV

I reload the clip shoot till I empty these

Like can he see Treat him like an NPC

Cause when I drop another track he play his mp3

Snapping any track I get the beat and it's destruction

808s boom I like the sound of the percussion

No discussion if he bluffing

Imma leave him w concussion

Not a rush I roll the blunt

It's very quick it get to bussing

Snapping on the beat no Kit Kat

Get back buddy didn't know that it's a mismatch

Big gun it got the kick back smoking on the gas I think a **** need a tik tack

Heard a **** want his shit back told lil buddy sorry he can't ever have his bitch back

He want the beef I give him big Mack load it up buddy that's the sound of the click clack

Hit him in his Afro treat him like the 80s

**** taking bath salts thinking he the greatest

You the lamest I'm an asshole but I took his baby

Like a rocket imma blast off top is where I'm aiming

Never need a beat bitch I can kill it a cappella

Murder any **** said I murder any fella

Think he better but really **** I'm drip in any weather

Check my sweater bitch Gucci just shipped in like it's a letter

V for vendetta, had a hoe named Gabriella

She got a dick dilemma and be way to over zealous

More drip than umbrellas I'm a star I'm looking stellar

While I'm dogging down your hoe then I pass her to the fellas

What I hear? more drip than a pier

I appear, reappear, disappear

Then I smear all the queers

Top tier smell the fear

It's severe

I got 12 on my rear so I steer

Shifting gears the premiere it is here

I've been weary got a theory all these fairies being scary

I can't paint a perfect picture like a game of Pictionary

We dominate the prairie now the situations hairy

And his bodies in a bag I just need a place to bury

Bath salt tabs got me high like crack

It's an insane fact that you talk like that

Looking for your dude and you asking where he at?

But he's chilling in the back in a burlap sack

My corpses is rigor mortis I'm contorted in a forest

While it's 4a.m. and we got the police looking for us

I'm the hare and the tortoise every other stories' boring

Now I'm world touring, whoring, in a four door foreign

Hit him in his Afro treat him like the 80s

**** taking bath salts thinking he the greatest

You the lamest I'm an asshole but I took his baby

Like a rocket imma blast off top is where I'm aiming

Never need a beat bitch I can kill it a cappella

Murder any **** said I murder any fella

Think he better but really **** I'm drip in any weather

Check my sweater bitch Gucci just shipped in like it's a letter

This that mega devils lettuce stupid why are you concerned

Off the molly I'm a hi roller lil uzi vert

KIDx in a mental hell that's why I'm taking lucy first

Its a fact that KIDx is the goat I know I do concur

This the kill a oppinator call me Dr Doofenshmirtz

Or just call me Oppenheimer dropping bombs on you berserk

I'm so bizarre, Jojo I'm gon' be a star I'll do the work

I was trippin when I learned music is the universe

Gas got me slow but its taking me to Jupiter

Ever since I went to Jupiter I'm stupider

Me and her lookin better together than you and her

She done spoiled me I'm only getting hard if you can twerk

I pull up quick but I don't got no whip so imma uber there

Give no shits I have to dump the stick cause I got 2 reserves

Keep em' hidden keep it deep within it I be too reserved

Keep it Cooking no this ain't a kitchen no but you get served

You a rapper you say that's yo bitch but really who's is her

How is that yo bitch you play my track and then she knew the words

Didn't know she was a nudist but the truth doesn't hurt

They put fetty in the pills boy the proofs in the perc

They putting perp in the purp why do you do sizzurp

He was sure he was certain he was locked and insured

On the top of the block but his spot got usurped

He was leaning off the wok when they caught and did him dirt

They gon' drop em' to the dirt then rob em' of his syrup

Then rob em' of his shoes then rob em' of his work

Got caught next day and it all got worse

When they talk to the dudes in the cop blue shirts

Told em' all about you and your shop on the curb

Man all of y'all fools from the cops to the perps

You don't wanna lack? cool, don't pop what you serve

All that shit'll have you in hospital service