[Verse]

I'm back rapping, so niggas need to watch out (Uh)

Hit the fences, and run like when the cops out

Slidin' in them vans and pray that we don't hop out (Bah, bah)

Got them drums for your ass it's time to rock out, boom

Get to bustin', bitch I does it like I'm Eazy-E (Bitch)

Holy moly man, this guy is holy as a Jesus piece (What?)

It's on sight, you niggas sweeter than a Reese's Piece (Uh)

Bodies goin' down around and so like it's an [?]

Rappin' with my rappin' ass, cappin' with yo' cappin' ass

Snappin' like you blastin', but be actin' with yo' actin' ass

Savage, I'm a dragon, this shit magic, I'm immaculate

Shit get tragic, he was woofin', caught him lackin' with his lackin' ass

It's Burger Man, you know what the fuck I mean (What I mean)

Mr. Dick You Down, it feel like it's a dream (Bitch, it's a dream)

The coolest nigga in this bitch you ever seen (Yuh)

Tell my barber keep the 'fro, but fade around it, keep it clean (AKC)

I'm speakin' for the real, but no I'm not a activist

I-I'm the goat, so no need to show the practices

Lately, I been feelin' like I should be abstinent (Yup)

'Cause all these women do is give me shit like they a laxative

She say she love me but we all know she's a nokie doke (Nokie doke)

Turned her ass around and hit her with the hokie poke (Put your right foot in)

Her nigga mad, said he gon' pop me, but we know he won't (Nigga lyin')

I guarantee you that this shit ain't what the fuck he want

Lock my CEO up, wait, nigga I am sofa (Uh)

I'm coming down on stressing, need some shit that help me focus (To help me focus)

Man, all these niggas bogus (They bogus), I guess it's time to go nuts (Nuts)

'Cause I'm just tryna ball and get my bank account on Oprah (Bank account on Oprah)

Man, I'm the shit, I-I'm the man in this bitch (Hey yup)

Shoot him down, round of applause, hands in this bitch

Throwing caution to the wind 'cause I'ma stand in this shit (I'ma stand in this shit)

I'm with Frosty, I'm with DC, we got Bran in this bitch (We got all my niggas)

I say, beats I damn it, soon as I get to planning (Soon as I get to planning)

Burger snappin' on the track you know he keep that cannon (Snap, snap, snap)

L's what I'm handin' (Yup), soon as I get to fanning (Grah)

I put the heat up on his back as if that boy was tannin' (With that motherfuckin' beam)

Load up the semi, big guns, got plenty (Got plenty)

He step to me, get his wings like a Bentley (Woo)

Hottest in the city, who fuckin' with me (No one)

They hate, but really I could give two fucks like Fendi, bitch