Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kenneth Watson
Songwriter
Lyrics
Man, I'm killin' shit regardless the M.O
Fuck facts
All my bullshit is stompin' on the floor
Fuck RAP
Always tryin' to tell me somethin' that you know
Fuck facts
Fuck RAP
Man, I'm killin' shit regardless the M.O
Fuck facts
All my bullshit is stompin' on the floor
Fuck facts
Always tryin' to tell me somethin' that you know
Fuck facts
Say, I'm too Gen Z-er with the flow
Fuck RAP
I don't kick rocks, I kick shit
Son of a bitch, it's biscuit
Shrimp dick smeared all over them lips
Brim bent, snotty-nosed **** walkin' up in brick
Prick sit right in your face
Let's see if it fits uncomfortably
Right down your neck, that bubble spit
And I double-dipped the subtle tip
Puddles up under chin was rumblin
I pondered sittin, lookin' from out the den
Now it's time to win
Release whatever you bottled in
Model one, Modelo belly, not quite Apollo son
When models run, I touch they bottoms hollerin
I'm the one, and that's the number two
I flip the script, all my wildest moves
When I'm in the moment, atonement is inevitable
I'm hella cool to tell the truth
I'm off a L or two
Man, I'm killin' shit regardless the M.O
Fuck facts
All my bullshit is stompin' on the floor
Fuck facts
Always tryin' to tell me something that you know
Fuck facts
Say I'm too gen Z-ing with the flow
Fuck facts
Man, I'm killin' shit regardless the M.O
Fuck facts
All my bullshit is stompin' on the floor
Fuck RAP
Written by: Kenneth Watson
