Twenty-five bands, that's a light flex
Mic check, I'm only spitting for the right check
I'm the hype, and I ain't even got the hype yet
My name holds weight and I ain't talking bout biceps
You niggas ain't competing; This another league
I get money by the mills, banks overseas
Fucking with me, then you fucking with my whole team
So, if it's smoke then we gon spark it like a Russian cream
Don't get me started like a capital letter
I don't argue with you niggas, I just cock the beretta
Yeah that nigga might can rap, but I promise I'm better
I spit flows so divine nigga word to Loretta
And I still get it kicking like Liu Kang
Big stepper you can tell by the shoe game
Walking 'round with chopsticks no lo mein
In that black hellcat like I'm Bruce Wayne.
Like whoa
Bitch I'm getting money please don't act like you ain't know
Need at least 100k if I'm gon pull up to the show
Rookie of the year but I'm spitting like a pro
Nigga ima be the king either way the shit go
Bitches said it's up, well tell them put it on the floor
I could have them hitters at your mother fucking door
You're playing with your life, you try to play me like a hoe
Niggas spinning 'round your block, click-clack like, whoa
I get crazy with them flows nigga, 730
Hardest nigga out the south, bitch I'm dirty-dirty
A real Hot Boy, I ain't talking Wheezy
Why would I go hard when this shit too easy?
Aye yo, at the top and I ain't even really in my prime
I got these old niggas shook; they're running out of time
And it's a lot of dumb niggas getting out of line
So, I got to school these niggas then Columbine
Like whoa
Bitch I'm getting money please don't act like you ain't know
Need at least 100k if I'm gon pull up to the show
Rookie of the year but I'm spitting like a pro
Nigga ima be the king either way the shit go
Bitches said it's up, well tell them put it on the floor
I could have them hitters at your mother fucking door
You're playing with your life, you try to play me like a hoe
Niggas spinning 'round your block, click-clack like, whoa