I ain’t shit

Haha

Just kidding

Bitch I’m fuckin Superman

Yo don’t call me Louis Lane

Or I’ma go insane

Get so mad at you I’m showing veins

I’m like Monica!

Everywhere I go I’m showing |face

While the show be tryna cancel me

I still be throwing flames

Turn my struggles into gains, like the market how I’m stockin up

Peeping Tom

No binoculars

 

Bitch I’m watching ya

Fuck you

I’ll do you better than you do

And change the game up on you clones

Like I do voodoo

On the beat, call it homicide

On the beat, call it homicide

Straight murderous

On the beat, call it homicide

On the beat, call it homicide

Straight murderous

I tried to tell ya

Mama ain’t raise no failure

So yall know imonna win in this bitch if I gotta kill ya

I got mental issues

People say I should quit the rap

Cuz my bitch is fat, and you all sucking so bad it’s cap

Like a horny tattoo artist, I go tit for tat

I’m a dick

Only problem that I got is its attached

At this point it’s getting sad

Why you getting mad?

All I spit is facts on this on this pen and pad, y’all ain’t even clapping back

Or denying it

Like Trump and who he blowing

Feel like I’m watching the whole world exploding in slow motion

Like what’s going on for real

This is exactly why I quit all the rapping and popping pills

This exactly why I got back in the game

With no reveal

All you weirdo pedophiles got too comfortable with the wheel

Asking Jesus where ya been

I’m too drunk to be saving earth

Not to mention I got two bad bitches with heavy purp

Not the savior that the world prayed for

But live and learn

You don’t get what you want in life..

You get what you deserved

On the beat, call it homicide

On the beat, call it homicide

Straight murderous

On the beat, call it homicide

On the beat, call it homicide

Straight murderous

I tried to tell ya

Mama ain’t raise no failure

So yall know imonna win in this bitch if I gotta kill ya

Like I’m too cold in the car, bitch I’ma blast this heater

I’m mad, dont have no reason to act this mean

It Got me turning back to the old me

Feel so big like Biggie’s mini

You won’t get an inch of anything out of me

Lil Dicky

Eat a bowl of cocks, in other words go eat some penis

Even with world against me, yo I still can’t be defeated

Yall could go to jail on Xanax and I’d still have more bars

Got 4 stars, dragging my balls on y'all, like porn stars