Midnight snug and tight

Hypertension can't write or spit on the fucking mike

You need to learn how to rap and shit

Went from trap to EDM to yapping shit

You don't fit in the game

No results for your name

Every beat is the same

I'm the one that's lit like a flame

Your mom left you you can't make music

You have a mic why not use it

Every song you make is useless

At least steal something that's worth using

Steal a beat from some artist that no one likes

Three listeners like the Third Reich

It's not even that hard to write

Oh also you ain't black you're white

Wannabe forgot his color of skin

Shit I forgot his name again

You will never be the same again

Why'd you get rid of your raps

You must have found out that none of your shit slaps

All you talk about is how you have nothing but scraps

Yet you say you got hunnids behind your back

So which one is it are you broke or poor

Talk shit but don't back up what you can't afford

I'll hit you with a Ford

Put it in fourth

Then eat the coke you snort

I call that bad news

Can't afford rope I got you a noose

Stick and twist a knife in your eyes like shampoo

Your bitch doesn't love you she just wants to fuck you

Ouch catch a punch right in the mouth

I'll make your pussy ass pout

All your shit is just for clout

Your popularity is going south

Oh wait you never had it in the first place

Color over your bitch ass that's the real trace

But I fucked up I need a retrace

Get your fatass off the couch you're losing the race

It doesn't matter you would even try

Thighs are twice the size as the fries you shove down your windpipe

I bet your ass is imprinted in the couch

So, keep my fucking name out your mouth

Because I'll beat your ass without a doubt

I'll knock you out won't need the second round

All your raps are fucking filthy and disgusting

Penis music because you can't think of nothing