( Verse )
If you ever hit me up you know I’m sliding on that shit
Got the watch and the Cuban with True Religion on my hip
Everytime I hit a track you already know it’s a hit
I don’t got me any, but I know some people with the stick
They gon hit you, and split you, them bullets gon kiss you
But that won’t happen if you don’t give me any issues
Bro got so scared, started crying got a tissue
I don’t need you in my life Shroom is never gonna miss you
Im tryna count some bands after bands boy that’s arithmatic
I mean arithmetic you know I’m very charismatic
I don’t do no talking, send a beat and imma get to spazzing
Fam hit the B so fast, lost ping lagging
Aye
Stop all that hating boy you not rapping
I just be speaking all the truth boy I’m not capping
He went from showing love to hating that boy switched tactics
He don’t got fashion, he done went and switched factions
Hold on, wait damn I’m just walking
I ain’t even rapping I’m just really out here talking
All the people claim they hating but they really out here stalking
I made 5 songs in 3 days but I’m not Darryl Dawkins
Talking on computers like they name is Steven Hawking
Call it Fallen Raven, shot the gun the birds started squawking
Car be too loud, so all the dogs started barking
Burnt off all the rubber so they gon lock me up for arson
Boy I’m a teen rager like Ken Carson
I’m the cap, they all marvel at me call me Brie Larson
Sent that boy to space, he up there will all the martians
Took a trip to DC like my first name Carson ( Carson Wentz / Washington Commanders )
Some of y’all won’t catch that bar, it went over ya head
Sippin double T when I say I’m sipping on that red
Call that boy some loose leaf how all my people gave him lead
They told me to quit but I’m good, I’m gon go up instead