Yeah
Everybody say “oh you’re a singer, you sing”
I can rap too bitch, I can rap too
Yeah

Oh fuck here I go again
Posers gon pretend
They make moves that I won’t defend
I mean no offense
I throw shots
They go over heads
Got no overhead
I’m the boss
And they so upset
When I hold the pen

I need penthouse with the panoramic views
Feeling stressed out from the crap I have to prove
They get swept out I’m the avalanche in June
I need Cadillac it has to happen soon (soon, soon)
Only one name in my credits
Y’all are so pathetic
I want all the beef and all the bread but hold the lettuce
I want all the seasoning and spice bitch don’t forget it
I do all the beats and all the writing all the edits
In a drop top McLaren
Getting stoned with Sharon
Sending hoes to Paris
Exes getting so embarassed
Never took a day off all you rappers Ferris
Talking twice as much as me but got like half the merit yeah
I just caught a Colorado buzz
Now I got a lot of problems cuz I got a lot of drugs
Pourin’ bottles, bottoms up
40 models on the bus
Hit the lotto, hit the blunt
Y’all can swallow all my nuts yeah

Here I go again
Posers gon pretend
They make moves that I won’t defend
I mean no offense
I throw shots
They go over heads
Got no overhead
I’m the boss
And they so upset
When I hold the pen