That **** fuck with Satan, I'm tryna send him to Hell

His ass fucked, he chopped, he tryna sell his soul on Grailed

I lose my mind, I go crazy, I might just go off the rails

**** so goddamn goofy, ****, like Kenan & Kel

****, I don't play no games, I'm so damn vicious, I pop up and go for the kill

I don't got time for **** who pop for the 'net, pussy ****, go make a Reel

On my ass, I was down in the dirt, ain't nobody care how I feel

****, this shit gettin' real, ****, this shit gettin' real, don't care how you feel

I bet they ass run back when they see cash, when they see me sign a deal

I got a Glock on my side, that shit concealed

**** ain't help, now **** be beggin' for help

My foot on they neck, now I can't stop 'til they score, ah

I'll settle your 'bows for poppin' that shit on the phone

Ho, just leave me alone, ho, just leave me alone

Know I got real good credit, I get money, I'm grown

She said she fuck with you, she know the bitch in my song

She wanna go for a ride, put your seatbelt on

They tryna stunt my beats, but they can't match my tone

Bitch, you know I'm a vet, I get that bag and I'm gone

I get that bag and I'm gone, that watch two-tone, on God

That **** fuck with Satan, I'm tryna send him to Hell

His ass fucked, he chopped, he tryna sell his soul on Grailed

I lose my mind, I go crazy, I might just go off the rails

**** so goddamn goofy, ****, like Kenan & Kel

****, I don't play no games, I'm so damn vicious, I pop up and go for the kill

I don't got time for **** who pop for the 'net, pussy ****, go make a Reel

On my ass, I was down in the dirt, ain't nobody care how I feel

****, this shit gettin' cold, I'm the king of the jungle

I'm the king of this shit, king of the royal rumble

Lil' ****, if you get that bag, ****, you better not fumble

(Brrat)