Uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Treat this shit like a game, get on my level

High as fuck while you down, we do not settle

Watch me cook up the bars like it's hot metal

And I'm cold, you can tell I'm a cool fellow

Don't forget who go up like a pull lever

Make your bitch give me brain and she's so clever

And I knock with the bass while you so treble

Eat my dick, you disgrace, hope it's all settled

In the chain of command and I still peddle

I'm a stone and you more like a small pebble

And I love how you mad like a small fellow

And you going out bad, that's on all levels

And I keep it one hunnid, I could keep it going and get in between like a marshmellow

When I leave, it's a drop like fall schedule

While I still make it pop like a hot kettle

Where they at? I come to attack

I get 'em on wax, murder on tracks

Know-it-all facts, never no pass

Smokin' on packs, and we on fast

Gimme that, an unopen pack

We fill it with racks, I get in my bag

Keep gettin' you back, that quarterback sack

I feel 'em out stat, I'm peelin' out past

And I'm still with that mallet to bash

I'm so fly, I just might have to crash

I'm the shit like you wipin' your ass

And I'm smokin' on weed like grass

We don't toke on the weed out glass

Stop sippin' that lean so fast

I don't need what you need so bad

PEDs for the rap game trash

And I'm back with a mofuckin' anthem

Black baggin' this shit like ransom

And these rappers pop up at random

Then you turn to the full-blown fandom

And you eat up that shit like candy

And I promise you **** is cancer

With a grip on the cold of my handgun

While I keep it on lock like a password

Thought I stopped but I'm not even close

So you might as well jot down notes

'Cause I'm teachin' you **** the ropes

While I'm tunin' technique like a coach

I won't die like a goddamn roach

I'm so dirty but slick like soap

I just keep on my grip tight throat

Then you die when I clinch my choke

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh, yeah, haha, yeah

Uh, hey, yah, hey, ayy (Uh), hey

Yeah (Uh), uh (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

My clique not gon' stop me (Yeah, yeah, watch this)

My clique not gon' end up stop me (Bitch)

Uh, yah

Full-blown menace

My flow change up, your's don't

I don't care how you stay ganged up

Cut-throat, that's the way I was raised, thank God

Full cult, that's a fanbase I gained on the go

I'm the GOAT, you cannot understand what I wrote, on God

I don't wanna talk like y'all sit far

I came alone while you still in the car

Spent two racks on a new computer

Just to make sure you're not on par

I spent the day shit-faced at the bar

You cannot face me or face God

Either way, face me, you'll face one

Open up, phase two, done phase one

Open up once more and just be done

I could just rip you, it'd be real fun

I could just rip you, it'd be real fun, pussy

Ha, ha, ha, ha, huh (You know who you are)

Ha, ha, ha, hahahaha

Hahahaha, huh, ha, hahahaha (Hahahaha)

Huh, ha, hahahaha (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Huh, ha, ha, Fukkit (Yeah)