[Verse 1: Mel]

No one is the better rapper im the fucking master

On my slave shit

9 to 5 day shifts

Usually when I say shit

It quickly gets mistaken

The sky gets dark

And the floor starts shaking

I guess we all agree that my flow is ground breaking

Uncle told me that success is life changing

Never the less I'm still chasing green faces

No leprechaun trynna stand next to Don

Half amazing

Sometimes half megatron

Running on stage like "Mel break a arm, break a leg"

Tell B "bring the keg"

Rap so easy

It's sorta like ya boys breaking eggs

Winter time, Winnipeg get ahead

You couldn't get ahead even if you niggas tried to

Street fighter raps my nickname should be "Ryu"

Fry Who ?

Niggas talking all this crazy shit

Crack ya damn jaw have ya mouth on some 80's shit

'Cuz im crazy bitch

Flowin' non-stop each word is like baby spit

And the Ninas out

I asked Cash where he at he said "the scenic route"

Everybody wanna rhyme just ask

I went to Flow he said he had some rhymes and passion

Uhh.. And everybody wanna rhyme just ask 'em

And I went to Flow he said he had some rhymes and passion

[Verse 2: Cash Sinatra]

Uhh.. Sinatra !

You can call me one take Cash this time around.. I think

Hol' up..

Uhh..

I said...

Look..

I'm a klutz I'm killing niggas on accident

An activist actively slaying em in my passages

They say they "hot" their rappin is an apparent mess

I'm callin em trash I'm playin he devils advocate

I can get white on smash they like "who, what ?"

I got enough bars to lock up the whole klu klux

You do what ? Followin trends to get they crew up

Blowin steam for no buzz they like hookah (WOW)

But who could fuck with this nigga that you know

My crew go nuts in 16s.. juno (WOW)

My judo be kickin I got a flu flow

First you watch this boss then.. you go (WOW)

I wish I can fit em I rent a 2 door

The way I be thinkin I'm sinning over the culo

Mami dame un beso up on mi lluebos

2 for 1 feelin better than John Stamos

I'm anal, removing they parts I think I'm kano

Thinkin I'm a pusha cuz my t is play cloths

A fable

Rockin devils horns below a halo

Balance out my highs so sometimes I stay low

I know drugs bad but to this crack you can't say no

A nigga say he better... just say "oh"

A bully on the mic but not Maino

By the end of 2 12 i'll have some deals on the table

Mark my words

Mark ya calenders

Had to get that off my chest word to Pamela

[Verse 3: F.L.O.W.]

I see y'all trynna go in

I guess I got next

Flow

Uhh..

Increase ya stamina

I got a chair at the throne they got a urinal they pissed 'cuz they standing up

After some grey goose i'll prolly be a sitting duck

But if u cross this pond called "Flow" ain't no swimming up

Focused on the music so women I give 'em up

Or I switch girls every season just to spice it up

Light it up

Rap prison u stayed on bad behavior cuz u wasn't nice enough

You need to get them bars up

Some Big, some L, some 2pac in it

Wrestle with the man of mankind.. put a sock in it

Smell what I'm cookin'

Got em shocked with it

Make their eyebrows raise when they rock with it

Stop with it

I just know they gon' gimme a lot

Stick to the script.. improv.. gimme my props

Cuz I'm a man with no fear

And I ain't going nowhere

Sucks but u can jump the turnstyle cuz life ain't fare

It ain't fare

But I'm just into to fight fixing

Make the crowd say hoeeeee because I'm nice pimpin

I can't lie I'm not a fan of yall

Stay focused and stick to the game like a analog

I'm the bomb

Girls be jumping out their underwear

Or play with themselves like solitaire

I'm outta here

I shine

I'm 2 headbands on lebron (What that mean)

I make sure u can't see these lines

[Verse 4: Fame]

Uhh uhh uhh uhh

I mean I just figured I bring that 90s shit back, ya know ?

Shiiitttt

Call me "Fame" baby

Normally I haven't been the same

I just feel a different way

But this ain't no direction change

Out-rageous but insane

Oh my gosh I hate a lame

That losses their government

So they can try to get a name (What !?)

Poor Lil Rich Boy I remain

Im fly, but never plane

Im flashy just like the aim

From a G.U.N

Taking shots at niggas in the game

No subliminal, I'm picture perfect see me in these frames

Rich Fly Gee, I'm with my camp no tints

They say I got a lot of drive but my windows no tints

The way they looking and they plotting I admit I'm pretty tense

But last time we had a problem we ain't seen that nigga since

Now that's a damn shame

Funny how they back-wards

But be frontin' hard, trynna come at me sideways

Want my nigga cash, but they give a nigga credit

Queens get the money, shit, this is how we live it

Got hoes, more pows then them Chinese songs

There's room for improvement, yeah I got those dorms

And they be on it

Press rewind when they hear my shit

Haters pissed, but they rewind it when they hear my shit

Youngest illest nigga baby you could criticize

Keep it low tho that be midget high

You my nigga, you official, then I double salute you

Trynna even out my past

So im bumpin Odd Future

Im gone, gone, gone, gone...