(Verse)

If you ain't talking bout the greatest
Keep my name out the fucking discussion
I'm so ill it make haters feel sick to they stomach
I was born 99 still I keep it hunnit
This music industry
Turning human beings to puppets
Same shit different plumbing
Went on a binge & had to detox
If you don't get the bigger picture take a screenshot
My shit timeless like an antique clock
You can try to interfere
But I just can't be stopped
My pen game fierce
We ain't in the same tier
They make stank faces
Like kids when they taste beer
I never switched lanes
All I did was change gears
Moment of silence
For my loved ones that ain't here
Thank god my pops never wore a latex
Apex, pressure busts pipes but I ain't pressed
Trying to knock me off my pivot's the equivalent to trynna pluck the feathers off a bald chicken
NEZZY

(Chorus)

Oh good lord think I got em hot & bothered
You a big dawg I'm a fucking shock collar
Never sell my soul not even for top dollar
Don Corleone kneel before The Godfather

(Repeat x2)

(Verse)

If we talking bout the fakest
Then your name would be the main topic
I used to treat the shoebox like its a safe deposit
The godfather y'all the size of a pocket bible
Put the draco in ya mouth boy
Like harry potters rival
Mister infamous the shit I spit is venomous
You took it personal but it was strictly business
Puppeteer got the strings
Attached to my fingertips
Tuxedo with a tommy gun to compliment the fit
Tomfoolery you bitches ain't fooling me
Handyman use the tool to handle the buffoonery
Infamous platoon got goons that's saluting me
Karma is bitch but I feel like she's seducing me
Lost my cool again got the urge to use again
Hopping out the coupe
Wit a group of fucking hooligans
Cool dude slash massive prick
Y'all softer than a motherfucking flaccid dick
UH

(Chorus)

Oh good lord think I got em hot & bothered
You a big dawg I'm a fucking shock collar
Never sell my soul not even for top dollar
Don Corleone kneel before The Godfather

(Repeat x2)"