[Verse 1: Mischief]
Hunnits, No Good
Versace, Versace, I spit and yall sweatin' like you was on molly
Im grindin' so hard and im boxing these rappers like balboa rocky
Im gettin' this paper im all about pockets ain't talkin' bout polly
Yall rappers just trash and junk yall just robotic like Wall-E
Bomb on the beat and I keep it offic
Need to be ripped and just leave it to chris
Ima make friends soon as they see that im rich
But yall need to just quit when im freezin' my wrist
Easy to spit im just keepin' it quick
Versace Versace this beat gone be lit
Stealin' ya girl then im keepin' ya chick
And its seemless to say she just needed mischief
Spittin' so cold and its bound to get cooler
Let ya chick see me face and you choosin' to lose her
I keep it a hunnit im bootin' they crew hurt
This voice in my head say to rappers just do dirt
Doubtin progreesion they think im a loser
Im in shawty dream ain't talkin' fred krueger
I step on the scene like making a movie
They hatin' they too deep
My cast got no bloopers

[Verse 2]
Versace, Versace, killin' the game and i know that yall watch me
Slaughter a rapper i do it for sport
No pork on my fork but no beef with nobody
Heat in the stu in the zone is where i be
Im gettin that paper dont fold origami
Spit no hesitation lets get to them payments
My brain elevated get back to the lobby
Sike nah, my life quite nice and the mic hot
Try might might bite im a python
Im right type write leave ya mind gone, mind gone
So dope
Spit hard im mitch im solo
Bounce back on the beats like pogo
Best outchea if you dont know, dont know
Hunnits