Who the fuck think that they better than me

Ain't no license but my drive is way better than em

200 on the dash, my foot stay on the pedal

I might say fuck it and just drop some heavy metal on em

Cause maybe that's how I can prove

That I'm way better than these fucks

Uh, uh, boy you's a bitch

Guarantee I'll pull up on your team and I can teach you"sit"

I got real motherfuckin' dogs up in my roster they'll get sicced

Boy you don't wanna meet my pitbull, you'll end up in a pit

Uh, my music is too underground, you ain't never gon' listen

Just wait til I'm in the position to step on you bitches

You better get out of my way

Imma king to you peasant

Said it once, so I'll say it again

In this music shit I just be destined

Fuck all that guessin, I'm tryna spread me a message

Say what you want but I'm simply the best at this

I'm simply just better

My brother came straight out the gutter, I got me a shredder

I guess that make me donnatello

The way I walk around with a stick but I ain't never tell em

I got a question, if you say you ride for me, that mean you driving the get-away?

I'll do one better, if you say you'll die for me, maybe you and I can get away