[Verse]
I'm goin' right off the dome
You know that I'm bad to the bone
I been writin' bars on my phone
You don't know the type shit that I'm on
I been so consistent with the way I'm livin'
I been a man on a mission (Yuh)
Lil' pussy mo'fucker, stop bitchin' (Stop bitchin')
Go and make me a sandwich in the kitchen (Yum!)
And I ain't gon' stop dissin'
I'ma keep doin' it like my life depends on it (Huh?)
Look at the paper, no pen on it
Fryman sent me a beat, l'ma get on it (Yup)
[…] got butthurt the last time that I said his name
He’s sayin' he'll sayin' fight me (Hahaha)
Bitch, I'll turn into Mike T
I'm gonna bite off the right E-A-R
I'll send this lil' ass bitch into the motherfuckin' ER
I'm all up in your face like VR
Yo momma took my V-Card
But I ain't talkin' 'bout the Fortnite reboot
What you lookin' at, bitch? I see you
Stop tryna get all this attention from me
Get me the fuck out your mentions
I got the craziest pen game (Yup)
All of my lyrics are insane (Uh-huh)
I bagged a bitch and she looks like she was on the main cast for Squid Games
She goin', "Ching Chong"
Bitch, get on your knees and suck my ding dong
It looks like King Kong's, that shit’s massive (You know what else is massive?)
Like tow taper fade
Fuckin' yo momma today
I got more bars on the way
Yo, hold up, wait
You say I'm trash, but I think I'm comin' back
That diss earlier was a love tap
I'm doin' this for the love of rap
I’m 'bout to pop you like bubble wrap (Pop-pop-pop)
Load the Glock up, full mag is in—alright, that’s enough of that