[Verse 1]

Team Take No Ls represent it for the squad

Trill niggas in the gang, mess with no frauds

When I come to the stage stand up and applaud

All these niggas fake I'm the real trap god

Started off singing but I'm good with hip-hop

This the real deal ain't no KPop

Ferrari in the back Imma take out the top

Back then I recorded on my old laptop

Now I got a house with a big rooftop

Bitches showing up with their little crop tops

Girls didn't like me, on my phone they pop up

They see the real deal so they tryna get some

[Verse 2]

I been passing niggas on the way like a test

When I'm done with the bitch Imma nut it on her chest

Talkin' bout my life man I've always been blessed

I've always been relaxed I ain't never been pressed

Talking bout the drama that I need to address

I've always been a nigga that is very well dressed

Come and ask the questions nigga why you so stressed

Who you think you are I cannot be finessed

You wanna take a lesson nigga be my guest

I been writing, spitting fire feel like I'm possessed

Emotions coming out but they cannot be suppressed

Still ain't feeling all the emotions you expressed

[Verse 3]

Tryna hunt me down like they running on a quest

I been making hunnids but I'm still not impressed

I been up late writing songs on my desk

I'm the MVP I'm the motherfucking best

They been talkin bout me behind my back

Pull up at your house and your neck get snapped

Take your corpse up in a bodybag

They been sneak dissing, why they talkin like that?

[Chorus]

(Yeah)

See I been making hunnids but im still not impressed

I been up late writing songs on my desk

They tryna hunt me down like they running on a quest

I been making hunnids but im still not impressed, yeah

[Bridge]

I swear you niggas ain't working as hard, half the times I've been through

You think a couple bars, a dope beat and all them niggas they will be with you

[Verse 4]

I pull up I hop out I Skrt in a Wraith

All of these bitches is missing the faith

You tryna go fishing they catching the bait

All of my niggas we pullin' we skate

Nigga we rich, we dont even hate

You is a bitch so get out my face

Hop in the wraith I open the case

I jump in the money and hop out the face

Yeah I do what I want and I do not care

T on the beat ain't missing a snare

Step out the door I'm going out clean

Writing and Rapping boy I am sixteen

Mixing the Sprite I'm mixing the lean

Jollys and ice and add some codeine

I'm mixing the song I'm mixing like Dean

So what are you saying, boy what do you mean?