Hold up
Told them I'm back what's my status, renowned
Watching the throne better hand me the crown
Rock a fella if my name in his mouth
All these bands it's getting harder to count
Only 15 I'm the hottest one out
Stand on my words I'm passing that around
Taking my time I'm on a higher route
Watching the tides I'm waiting for a drought
And they know what it is
Ball on them like I'm the black mamba
Said I stay with the gang, we attract commas
This my year said we finna attack harder
Like black mamas
Half of these artists I swear man they can't even rap proper
Step in the spot imma go up
If I'm on the beat they gon' call me a black Dahmer
Turn me up
They better turn me up
They better turn me up
I told them they better turn me up
What, what, I told them they better turn me up
What, what, I said they better turn me up
They already get the vision
Y'all already know what I'm on
I'm cutting lames out the picture
Can't stifle my visions
That's just my philosophy
Lot of these people I talk to is wannabes
She on my line said she wanting a lot of me
There go my ego
The one things that's wrong with me
Stack up my Fritos
It look like monopoly
They judging off what they see through the peephole
Or based off the words that they got off the grape vine
Can't claim a snake as my kin
Know it ain't mine
Try to be real with my words
They can't take mine
Shorty she saying two things at the same time
She love it when my arm upon her waistline
Success or fame
Man it's forming a gray line
Right now on the low end let's take out the baseline
Behemoth in sheep's clothes from the east coast, winning
I ain't even tryna snake
Only advance as long as my bro's winning
I just keep it on the low
Moving in silence, man I'm so timid
Talking crazy, cross on ya dome
Looking like the pope
Got my windows tinted
Hold up
Told them I'm back what's my status, renowned
Watching the throne better hand me the crown
Rock a fella if my name in his mouth
All these bands it's getting harder to count
Only 15 I'm the hottest one out
Stand on my words I'm passing that around
Taking my time I'm on a higher route
Watching the tides I'm waiting for a drought
And they know what it is
Ball on them like I'm the black mamba
Said I stay with the gang, we attract commas
This my year said we finna attack harder
Like black mamas
Half of these artists I swear man they can't even rap proper
Step in the spot imma go up
If I'm on the beat they gon' call me a black dahmer
Turn me up
They better turn me up
They better turn me up
I told them they better turn me up
What, what, I told them they better turn me up
What, what, I said they better turn me up