Total phony rappers

Acting dapper, thinking that they too cool to be happy Saddens me so sadly I talk real shit

Would you like an Ed and Sally

Take a smoke break in da alley, madly

Cause its too busy

For two bitches

The crew dizzy

Wait who is he

Wait you really

Wait you believe the bullshit these moffuggas be talking erry day? Ima landmine in da ground gon blow up every way

A son of a gun I pop off every eight shots gotta reload

When I'm mad every vein pops I gotta go

And I'll be kicking it with all the flows

That's what I know

Feel like I'm running on tip of my toes

So cold you should bring a coat

Flowing so strong that you need a big boat

Going in circles likе I’m in a moat

Tryna make it out of this lil apartment with no carpet

And thе neighbors weird at dark bet

Can't even shop at target It's too boujee

I'm an artist no movies

I smoke hard but don't shoot me

Gotta big heart can't choose me

Wanna live long I'm not choosy

Right now I'll pardon my floozy

My french dawg

Cause its mental

I'm tryna transcend y'all

Yeah ill bend y'all over

Put it in we send all boners

You rap like cement wall drying

You rap like cement wall slower

I rap like the end all not trying but i represent all normal

People who wanna feel equal with the richest

Dumb bitches who evil insufficent and feeble minded

And blinded by dollar signs and confined inside of mansions

While I'm grinding my pants off

And I'm minding my business

While you spineless and itching

To get mine that is viscous

Like dining before you finish your prayers with no witness

But I'm kidding I ain't religious

But in a minute I’ll be getting it like god son

I’ll be fitting in like blocks bruh

I'll be the biggest shit but not dung