Ayo (Brrr)

Mic check, mic check (You wish what?)

Yo, turn this shit up (The fuck you say?)

Man (Boom boom boom boom boom!)

Let's go (Brrr)

I don’t wanna entertain it

I don’t wanna hear this shit

Giving em no ventilation

I don’t wanna air this shit

If I air this shit, I’m airing em

No errors then I’m airing it

Put the video on liveleaks

Then I’m fucking sharing it

In fairness, it’s their arrogance

Saying they prepared for this

No way to make comparisons

Those waves I make are perilous

You stay in place and reminisce

No change? Okay, embarrassing

I was made to play the nemesis

We ain’t the same, you getting it?

This the graveyard shift

Turn foes to cadavers

Leave open cases on the floor

But we closing the casket

Entitled fuckers want in the Fleece

It’s a no if you asking

You want in, get taken out

Take no for an answer

You never forgiven

You get what you gotten

You got, got and you get it

Deaded, and left to be rotten

On god, you're pathetic

Pestering presence a bother

Let off the chopper

Blakka blakka

Enemies dropping

I don’t do detentes

Just coup d’etats followed by the Coup de grace

Im rolling up yet you get fried

You gonna fight, you will find

You out of luck, you can try

Roll your dice, shoot n' die

You surprised?

I aim for snakes eyes and I shoot em twice

The audience loves when I get

Madder or, I’m mad at all

These rappers watch

With the way I see red, matador

These flows, they BS

Never mattered or had em floored

Get it cracking stop all this anxious talk clamp your jaw

Try me know that it’s likely no chance

I riddle em, brrrrrt, now try decode that

You might be toe tagged, try to find a pulse

The shots are ringing out, dial tone

The guy is ghost, lying cold

Shoulda left that knife at home

Bleeding out, die alone

I speak in rounds, cycle those and fire more

The cycle cold

They seek it out, they quiet though

I propose just lying low

This a different kind of dope

Like every line Westside has sold

But lames practice, clickbaiting they age tactics

19 waves capping, lose they rag and fame vanish

Ain’t that some sh-

Dawg ain’t that a bitch?

My main brand is stay in your lane

'Cause I ain’t stamp it!

Grievances just grievances

To speak on it I need list

I’ll Bobby Whitney beat this bitch

Rewind and let 'em see the hits

Demon mode Bruce Lee with this

Spilling rounds, leak the clips

Bring your net worth down

Adidas kicking Yeezus shit