[Verse]

I got an arsenal, ready to let it go

Been caught up but, but now I got options

I'm back independent so

It's back to the frenzy, frenetic my mental

My energy effortless, there ain't a problem that I won't be ready for

Like I'm just waking up

Knowin' that wait is up

Overcame alot of pain, had to learn what patience was

I ain't gotta aim too much

Wanna talk about anger? Bitch I got pages of it

Got a little less sane, got a little more dangerous, dangerous

Motherfuck I feel, motherfuck I feel dangerous, yuh

New shit, lemme drop that for ya'

Loose lips, better stop that fore' ya'

Cross lines, wit' the pen I'ma chop that for ya', hot damn

Shit, it ain't no different over on this side

You don't fuck with me, and I don't fuck with you

I got issues over on this side, well goddamn

I don't listen to anybody but myself, talkin' to everybody but myself

I'm the muhfuckin' man, I don't need ya'll help

I ain't got a lotta' peers when I make tracks

You don't want the smoke, don't say shit

I don't got an ear for the fake rap anyways

Claimin' you the G.O.A.T? Well I'm change shit

But never put it past me to pace ya'

Put my practice adjacent

Stay the path till' I pass you in placements

With a passion to put you in your place till' you dissipate, put you back to the basics

Bout' to illuminate you through my humor mate

Bout' to rejuvenate all of my go

Shorty she ready, she hop in the Uber, I told her "come through" and she ready to go

Met if over, we're never calm or ready

I'm on a constant to come with the condom ready, I'm bout' to fuck up some commas!

We got nothin' to comment, I'm complicated with the commentary

I'm on a- brrt!

I might just mumble some letters, fuck it, ayy

Now just might crumple my pages

When I come for your head, I might just fuck up your credit

Like brrt! brrt!, ayy

What am I sayin'?

This shit done fuck up the game

I might just run down the street

I'm bout' to fuck on your bitch

Come for the drain like

Whatever you think of, I already got it vibin'

Soon as I prove that with the music I'm better, you start talkin' violence

That shit hilarious to me, you went there instead of inspire

When you give your pride away, I'll be here ready to guide ya', already decided

Yeah, might fuck round, put you on and shit

I'm tight man, walk with God and shit

Might fuck round, put Yung God on this

"Bingx, you fuckin' suck, bro"

But there ain't no stoppin' this, tell me what the problem is

Innovative with the pen, I make a faker feel optionless (Ooh)

Talkin' bout awesomeness, really Google my consonants

And I'm condescent, of the constant uncommon combination of confidence

Incompetence, dealin' with the competence, bout' to have some consequence

Wait hold up, I ain't with the hold-up

Got a whole team, they with me, ready to pull up

Homie with the video, put it all in a Vimeo

Bout' to have my whole city go crazy watchin' it blow up

I'm a Leviathan bout' to hit 'em with a bit of overload, little dose, Big L, punchline, overdose

Bout' to leave 'em comatose, finna' blow, overthrow, everyone, everything

Shit is in my chromosome like

You say, fuck about what you say

Die before I let somebody tell me how to move

Few things, bitch I got a few things coming

Ain't got nothin' left to prove

Dangerous

Yeah, that man is dangerous

Yeah, that man is danger, cookin' up some danger

And I'm bout' to put 'em on the danger

Endangered, that man is danger

Dangerous!