You get me

A-ha-ha-ha-ha

I see copies of those copies that copies of someone else (come on)

I brought coffins for those copies

Got shovels, got hammers, got nails (come on)

Kamikaze if we talking about the

Process, I'm unavailable I made them mad

Name another one like Bumble Beezy you can't

Still doin' only what I need to get paid

Bitch, I'm on a mission, me and my crew, tunnel vision may blind you

Styrofoam cup full of pink shit (ew)

Ch-ch-childhood, nah, really, why you trying to die, fool?

Better check the flow, real ass killa

He can punch you like ten shots of tequila

Aiming at your top, put your cup down, you can spill it

Heard about it from my fans it's unforgettable feeling (come on)

Rap game is so damn fucked up, dumb folks don't love those

Who can bring to 'em his own flows, but

Everybody knows I can't switch

Flyin' high like a kite, right?

Get me, get me I can't switch

You get me, get me I can't switch (come on)

Keep it real with yourself

I'm not Joe Budden, I don't have any questions

But I was on the low too

And I can afford not to be a clown, I don't get it, dear freshmans

That jewelry don't make you harder

When you fake as hell, you can barely hide it

I keep old-schoolin' you, little boy

It's been a hell of a journey, I was born in 90's

Hit 'em with the illest flow

I got long bread, drop bar, I drop bomb Funk Flex

I feel like a YBN Cordae among his peers

I'm too damn smart for you, dumb ass

You're dead if you hype dead, fun fact

Your fans are not really your fans

The wave has changed, there is no one left

Trendy shit shot you, point blank, toe tag (come on)

Rap game is so damn fucked up, dumb folks don't love those

Who can bring to 'em his own flows, but

Everybody knows I can't switch

Flyin' high like a kite, right?

Get me, get me I can't switch

You get me, get me I can't switch