[Verse 1: BigKev]

Came In with a bag of chips

Didn’t know i could rap if it

Ask me are my dreams...

Like my name, it’s kinda BIG

They be sayin’ my bars are weak

Not to my face, just in tweets

Come and say it face to face

Then i’ma show you who’s the bitch

I’m kinda mad cause the last piece

Of the puzzle’s missin’ and it’s troublin’ me

And the beast in me is unleashing

How could it be that i’m spittin’ in speed

Take me back like two or three

Years in the past when I couldn’t really speak

My heart out like i do in these streets

With the pen and the outcome is slaughterin’ beats

(Beast) mode, he goes, to eat crow, with migos (wow)

He knows, that he owes an apology to though

But, (these hoes) in each row only speak low (say it)

So be gone, before we go pro

Came in to rap not to stab back

Like the snake in the past who i left back

Cause he thought he could gain from the outcast

But nah i didn’t let that happen

Cause now when i think about that asshole

I get chills down to my backbone

But BigKev’s not here to back out

Cause now he raps to stand out

[Verse 2: DNLE]

Chaos Chaos

It's dani again - with the mic and the pen - i'm so sick with the microphone in my hand - i get clicks while i'm home with the band - i spray chicks with chlorophoam quick-sand

I'mma.. sick lyricist - nobody.. can mirror this - get hits like spartacus - when i'm droppin' this - nobody will ever be topping this - are you watching this? (Ha Ha) - these lil rap names are gettin' to me

Lil wayne, lil baby, lil tjay, lil b, lil uzi and lil pumpy in the hot jaquzzi - did'ya hear a difference proba-bly not - hit em' in the drip-spot put em' in a gridlock - tie up the slip-knot together with Jay-Dot

Dissin' one of us will get you in the red-dot (gunshot) - could you ever write like this? - could you put up.. a fight like this? - could you put up a stance like this? - bitch you could not even enter my crypt

I'm the energy in the symphony - immensed with symmetry filled with dignity - my utility is my efficiency - i butcher all beats so viciously -

[Pre-Verse: Abs-Brutal]

Ive done a lota shit in my day, ill be honest witchu staright, (yeah), i dont take back what i say, (why) cause i did it my way

I dont take a lota hate, (what) after this i prolly opened the gate, to a bad rate

(Wooow)

[Verse 3: Abs-Brutal]

Ive got a couple of phases/faces

Still i dont have any stages

Killed a man at an airport

Still i don't see any cases

I had to go a lot-a places just to record these races {tracks}

I ain't gonna stop grindin till hit the bill-burds

Or at least

Get my treasure

I'ma become the rap lord

Not just the landlord

And I’ve given so Much effort

And i can’t afford to lose this

In other words

I can't help but to smash 2 birds with one rock and then kill the last at the third

I'm the hitman

That take that

Feed back

Aim back

Fire back

But i think its respectable

The lever i pull, will make it acceptable

My grandad just died, they told me it's medical

I don't think it's inevitable

They can GoAhead and lick on my genetals

They better stop before Gravity falls

Executing the protocol

[Exocution!] See you got the confusion

Raps revolution, lt's lose and

Palms losin', cause of the bomb am defusin’

[Boom]

Better be sure of the decisions your choosin’

I'll find the prison to rule in

I've been, waitin to throw all of you suckas in the garbage bin

(Yeah why not?)

"Why don't we write a couple of verses of nuthin'

I'm not bluffin, this mumble rap shit will be in my coffin"

Hoped it was different

But now yall muddafuckas has been ignorant

Figurin', figurin', that i'm becoming bigger and bigger and

Sick off all of these bitches and

Y'all better move