[Verse]

Yo, pass the fucking pen so I can spaz

You must be fucking crazy to hop on a track with Chaz

My tracks ring in your ears like bad headphones

Getting day by day like Doris, clear I'm the best whoa

Track 13, I spit like I'm posseced, yo

Planted my seed on the roots of the bush of that wet ho

I'm the fucking best, even Kanye West knows

Put me in a pit with a Tiger, I say "Yay", yikes

Your fucking dicks shorter than the hair of gay dykes

You ho ass bitches basic like whenever Jay rhymes

You ho ass motherfuckers rap like you hate thyme

Mean while I'm out here cooking up some brilliance

Give me the fucking mic and I get to killing 'em

Highlight the rhymes on my pad, that shit looks like June

I take pride in this shit, I'm never behind you

All these outlets acting like I don't have lines too

I never plan my schemes, it just sort of happens

I stay on top but all y'all always be cappin'

Stole the game and put a crack in, you shaking, you cracking

I'm getting V, your fans are catching Z's when you rapping

You'll never see Chazer Wazer slacking, stop

I keep these sick skills under wraps like pop

I put all my thoughts out in the open, you see all of me like a wide shot

After me rapping, you twitching is more common than a white thot

You fuck bitches with a flat bottom like a rice pot

Mines hot, the ones I fuck are curved like a roundabout

Stack up our money, I could beat you pound for pound

Was gonna throw this away, but I thought why waste this

Always got a pen straped to my waist to kill a fake bitch

Flip you the bird, all these bars are going over your heads

Rappers reach out for features but I leave them left for dead

These bars are nastier than a fucking whores bed