[Verse 1: Don Q]

These hoes can't get enough of the don

It's like this, I get my nut and im gone

Type bent when I come to perform

Feel me? and the ice on my left wrist just numbing my arm

And they say death comes in threes that's true shit

I killed Self, killed Flex and Clue, shit

Tape doing numbers check ya mixtape app

And I can still go and chill where I pitch yay at

Driving dirty and I just took the templates back

They got the warrant for my arrest 10 states back

Look at me now, come from public housing on the steps

Now BET with 50 thousand on my neck

And it's shining so they notice me

I'm prolly in her ovaries

Two chicks blowing on my mic like it's flowetry

Ice on my neck you gotta squint when it shine

More gold than Mike Jackson on "Remember The Time"

Said you'd never let me fuck, ho, I remember the time

Now, wait your turn, get in the line, Don

[Verse 2: Russ]

Yeah

Haven't seen a first deal this crazy since Baby, don't play me

Just pay me, I'm the best white rapper since Shady

Tryna fit ten years into a sixteen, that's hectic

All you got is Ls in your circle, that's a Lexus

My new batch of women know wassup, they know I'm very paid

My life's lit, I made my groupie sign an NDA

'Cause naturally I trust less as I get more buzz

Took a look around, is this the Bangbus or tour bus?

Guess I'm slippin', word to DMX

It's alright though, every day I'm receiving texts

My ex is popping back up, tryna play the same game

But you a fool if you get burnt by the same flame

So I x out my exes, but I always got love

For anyone who had love for me before I got buzz

Beats, raps, hooks—I do all of them

Did a show in Africa, the songs they knew? All of 'em

You listen to the breakthrough, sittin' on the debut

Directly after I made my first million, I made two

That's not a flex, that's a fact about keeping focus intact

After wild cash gets passed through your account fast

Put your pride aside and put your taxes next to it

My name stayed the same, I just changed the way y'all viewed it

One song for the summer's not enough for a career, though

You hot right now, I be in hot in ten years, though, real one

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]

I'm not just anybody, nigga, you could read about me

A Boogie on your girlfriend's speaker, probably

All in my DMs, she wanna be somebody

Ballin', don't let the twenty-three come out me

MJ, sky blue, North Carolina

[?] jeans, rips in [?] like Freddy found 'im

Chain icy, hockey player [?] about me

Plain hoodie, couldn't even tell it's designer

Came up and bought icy [?]

[?] wanna know me, flow so cold, [?] snow

Drizzy hit my phone, said, "You ready for the Garden, bro?"

Now I'm in my zone, but I'm only getting started, though

Ten freaky girls just waitin' outside for me

Ten freaky girls just get high with me

So far gone, can you walk on clouds to me

A Boogie wit da Hoodie, come and ride with me

[Verse 4: Kent Jones]

I heard that life's a bitch and she was nice, you seen her?

When it come to my bars you think I misdemeanour

And I like to think bald like Mr Cleaner

And I got so many bars you think I miss [?]

[?] high on Venus, like I live with Serena

Ass bringin' that racket, increasing that bracket

I like a face like Rihanna, a body like Trina

[?] Martin, I put it in her va-Gina

Niggas must have mistaken me

I mean, yeah, I am who you really think I'm made to be

I got nephews rapping everywhere, so basically

They're sensitive to how they uncle feel: James Avery

They callin' my name [?]

[?] get your name [?]

I know a lot of niggas with baby mamas that's slightly more famous than them

[?] more sailors can swim

Ship is big as a cargo and still ain't got enough room left for them

Knowin' that never acknowledgin' never gets far

[?] watchin' how consistent and awesome the hits are

So far, you think I won't conquer with the ink, I'm a monster

Even Disney can't believe when I spit it how vivid my pic's are (Pixar)

I ain't worryin' 'bout them niggas, they been [?]

If God had his own dojo [?] sensei

[Verse 5: Nick Grant]

This the flow that you mumble rappers would kill for

Riding with the long nose, I'm a real boy

Name pull strings like Lenny, now that's a real toy

She said you gave her the wood and she still bored

Check my timing when it's time to get the money

I'm scarin' niggas backwards like [?]

So who's the king? I'm surroundin' they spot

Modern-day Pac, I'm B.I.G, Dre, Andre and Nas

A reflection of the man my mother used to love

Sex, murder and money could only make you one of us, time's hard

Against the wall, simply want the plug

My good taste makes me a victim of a woman's lust

Trust, promoted by the veteran crew, we not beginners

Jesus flooded diamond pieces, we probably sinners

Nasty, I'm shocked if you not offended

Why a body came up outta nowhere like Kylie Jenner's

Shit, my style vintage, peep the shit that I been on

Next episode, but you ain't real, you a spin-off

Hot shit, we down to bleed [?] respect

In this cutthroat game, you be [?] out your neck, please

Karma double-back like somebody cloned it

Temper hotter than a stolen car with a firearm in it

With a body on it, here's a proper warnin'

Man, somebody show me my opponent, blaow