Yeah

Savo a monster 

Be afraid if left alone in the dark Chinese hibachi cooking rap Cats

In front of your dogs **** you Not it

Somebody should've been

Told Yall

You **** ain't The real

And We don't wanna

Hear you claim that shit

You sliming out your own

The only thing that makes

You dangerous

You know **** gon fold

Cause they ain't with this

Real **** shit

So get it through your dome

It's only room for

Real ****

You **** ain't The real

And We don't wanna

Hear you claim that shit

You sliming out your own

The only thing that makes

You dangerous

You know **** gon fold

They ain't with this

Real **** shit

So get it through your dome

It's only room for

Real **** in this bitch Boy

Come in contact with it 

Rapper decline that gimmic 

Wrapping em up I'm gifted

Talking that tough I get it 

I mean your bluff is your pivot 

But i don't bluff with the pistol 

Never mind that business 

On different time 

This time around

But let me guess it clear 

Your lesson here is best appeal 

Spitting acid and I bet flesh a peel

Get em a pill

Ibuprofen ain't gon help you for Real 

My pen ah seal a **** fate he say he sick in the field 

Under dog till I 'm  Doggystyle  

Fucking ya bitch Off the wall Billie Jean wanna birth me a kid

I ain't the pa hoe 

My bloody Bricks billy he blank Not doing Tai bo

You laughing till They Pulling your funny bone

Out Your side cause

Being better than muah is a Preposterous thought

Bitch I'm a monster 

Be afraid if left alone in the dark Chinese hibachi cooking rap Cats In front of your dogs now do you Copy

I'll show you where it all went Wrong 

You **** ain't the real

And be the first

To try & claim it

And the get back for

That

The coroner gon get you

Nameless

I just bick back

On that and let em know

I'm not to play with

I got grim with me

I Dummy out like Billy

My bitch attitude on Mandy

I am the

Savage that you can't be

I tell blood Bluetooth

He gon handle that shit

Hands free

You heard gang say woop

Got them pirus on yo

Damn street

I Paint shit damu

For all my homies

That done bled free

Me & gang plotting

Bitch it's ten of yours

For one of mine

Made em stay inside

Cause my ****

Really wanna slide

They want real smoke

**** nah they gon

Run and hide

Sliming out ya own

Only thing that make

Him cold he can't

Stand on ten toes

He a futon

He folded

Get it thru ya dome

This where real **** call

Home and we own it

You break in

A top shot

Gon leave ya soul homeless

Just tell em bring the blanket

And reverend my condolence

Bitch