[Verse 1: RatedXT]
The verse is my fury, timing attacks analytical
The way i hit this shit is leaving your health, critical
Digital bitches on my dick logistical
Dont fuck with a new rapper at his pinnacle
Yes, i might be fighting depression
But im moving with my words, just follow expression
Hear my voice talk some shit like this was my profession
No will smith bitch but I am legend
Oh he new to this shit, what the fuck you trynna say?
He can't touch drakes shit, who the fuck you trynna play
I can write a hook to a song any given day
A nigga can sing too like marvin gaye (oh damn)
Oh, gonna act like you ain't know? (lil bitch)
Homie cold with his spit, cooler than the fucking snow
Homie hot with his shit as if he slinging dro
Bars hotter than the summer had to cool it with the flow?
Like, i checked his youtube, his views getting dope
Like, i had to sub cause he putting in the work
Like, i had to peep his new shit and see what he wrote
Like, this dude gonna blow up im getting hope, like
[Chorus]
What this nigga doing he left an impression
Standing tall and confident like an erection
With the gap tooth smile, damn thats perfection
I ain't even trying and yall think im flexing x2
[Verse 2: Talik]
Im in my zone now i ain't even stressiingg
Got like two phones, shes aksed me who you textingggg
She seen a bad bitch,oh thats my best frieeendd
You my ex bitch! and thats my next bitch!
Im aiming for my future and this music is the barrel
Shooting music and movies, infamous like jack sparrow
My path is narrow like a skinny bitches frame
Im shooting for the stars, yeah im shooting for the fame
The money, the clothes, the cars, everything
I wanna have it all
I wanna just ball
Like Stephen curry (ballin)
I'm taking all the shots
From the table to my mouth
Yeah I'm taking all the shots (bloop bloop)
Got the liquor and some wine
Straight imported from Alsace
Yo boi going hard you know I got the sauce
Im spending money dont matter what the fucking cost
Im the last mother fucker you want to cross (I'll fuck yo mama bitch)