[Verse 1]

RashadTheGod:

Everybody love me, you can blame it on my rhymes

I ain't talkin up above when I say we off that sky

I ain't with the talkin, chillin while I'm bossin'

This a cakewalk where the frostin'

And we ballin' like we Boston

I do this often, all these beats up in a coffin

I had a lot of fucking funerals, I do this on the usaul

Dressed in all black, a lot of boo woo's

Penning lyrics in my notebook but you need a

Blue's clue

Yeah we wanna rap, but I want that money

You want that real hip-hop well go find you some more bunnies

A lot of goals I gotta check off on my checklist

So many rappers out I had to make a deathlist

Like a fetus in her tummy, we in this bitch

If she fuck with this, just know she gettin benefits

She start something guess I gotta finish it

Watching greatness at its finest as you witness it

Chorus:

Boom boom clap clap

These songs finna snap, snap

Boom boom clap clap

LT bringing it back, back

Boom boom clap clap

These songs finna snap

Boom boom clap clap

RM bringing it back, back

[Verse 2]

Fathom:

Everybody love me, you can blame it on my style

I’ll wear down all sucker rappers like a nail file

You could never touch me, never get close to me while

I’m in beast mode, transition to feast mode now

I’m killing like a maniac, stopping motion in the cardiac

Damn shame, I’m the blame for the shift in the plane

Used to getting laughs like my name is cooking Dane

But that pains over I’m going up insane

I’m gonna turn the Tide, boy I should stain

Stay in expensive like rapping bout wood grain

You’re all going down, welcome to my piss drain

Like a bitter old lady, you finna feel cane

I’m putting work in, till the world end

I’m going till my wits end, I won’t bend

Now to make sure the eulogy really snaps

Cause fools really out here getting famous off 1 rap

Chorus:

Boom boom clap clap

These songs finna snap, snap

Boom boom clap clap

LT bringing it back, back

Boom boom clap clap

These songs finna snap, snap

Boom boom clap clap

RM bringing it back, back

Outro:

Everybody love me you can blame it on my style, uh(X3)