these rappers ain't on shit
with each and every rhyme
all they talk is bullshit
bitch i'm fucking starving
these new rappers outta control
they tryna promote that new gay rap
all of this ink on my body
my haters be thinking they fake tats
i just wanna look my mother
but really i am not complaining
that you taught me patience
but i am almost out of patients
dodging this bullshit like i'm in the matrix
cameras on me got me anxious
i'm known to get dangerous
no boy you don't wanna battle me
all of your rhymes are straight tasteless
neighbors think that i'm rape-ing
how much pussy ass rappers
they might just be nervous
cause all of these rappers
be walking and talking that bullshit
claiming they token a full clip
when in reality they never pulled it
homie you don't pull shit
the only time you pull is
when you're on your toliet
while you're holding onto your whole dick
rocking nail polish while holding a glizzock
what is your wrist locked
hurry up pony boy clocks going tick tock
this razor blade will make you
lose more weight than wizop
pukin off that motha fuckin vicodine
like that shit my daily vitamin
and i ain't talkin liquid nitrogen
i'm scratching on my body
while i'm rolling off a molly
she hypnotize me with her body
flew to london for a hobby
into the middle of his trolley
sippin syrup like it's coffee
i'm drapped in too much sauce
a perfect shower couldn't wash me
my eyes are looking glossy
off a pill my heart is pounding
i laugh at all these rappers
my dick is like a fun house
yeah your bitch is always bouncing
these rappers ain't on shit
my name is what your kids pronouncing