(VERSE 1)

Fuck your 9 to 5 bitch i'm poppin'
Be the one they idolize and they're watching
Said I got a violent mind and I'm toxic
Turn them into columbine for that profit
Just get by with the cards I'm dealt
Things I want, I'ma get them myself
Spit my verse and the mic gon' melt
I'm a young Khabib, I said give me that belt
No Conor McGregor, I'm coming to body you haters
I serve them like I've been a waiter
I give them a shot but no jaeger
I did it myself I don't want me no favors
(WOO)
Just made a name with my kin folk
Young prophet I need no intro
Little fame but it made him a skitzo
Bars over their head this ain't limbo
Not bad for the first year drop out
Yeah I did it myself with no cop out
Stuck home but I can not stop now
Make more money when I'm put on lock down
This fentanyl
One dose I'ma dead them all
Step back don't get involved
I come through like a wrecking ball
When I set it off
I kill a verse y'all best applaud
Like CLAP CLAP
Yeah round of applause
I came up man, what happened to y'all?
I'ma run this 'til I put a plaque on the wall
It's like y'all don't even got no passion to ball
No debate that my team the hottest
Take the game and I'ma redefine it
Getting paid but I don't need the profit
Keep talking 'bout me I don't read the comments
LIL BITCHH!