[Verse 1: Devvon Terrell]

I feel like no place is safe

I'm comin' up and you still tryna hate

I'm eatin' good and they all want my plate

Call Jenny Craig cause I feel overweight

And I am so gargantuan

My, my, my, I am the realest

I'm steppin' in every spot like I'm Godzilla

My gosh, it's a lotta ya

Y'all just keep poppin' up from the US or the China

They run it like "Hayaku!"

Everything you got, it's time for the takin'

If this is your spot then prepare for invasion

Tell me who In here get homie

You should just give it up, bruh, like your first name was Kobe

You niggas know you remind me of bubble gum

I'm on your ass when I run it like Forrest Gump

Got you confused and you askin' him where he from

Hittin' you in your head, P2K, boom, boom, boom

Futuristic, oh yeah, that's my amigo

Left right up down oh they think we got cheat codes

Weirdo and WTF, we eat up

Mister Miyagi, you know I'm the teacher

King of the castle I think that I'm Caeser

Every beat we on they bang like a speaker

Givin' you warnin' I'm beggin' you see it

I'm backin' up, all you hearin' is beepin'

Beepin', beepin'

[Verse 2: Futuristic]

Sheesh

Hi guys! I'm back with the ill shit

Three tours in a year, big field trips

Hunter in the booth cause I kill shit

Your girl will switch, Will Smith, real shit

She can get picked like a flower

Lookin' like the man of the hour

Fresh, I hopped out the shower

Like, anybody wanna get it they can get it

Futuristic's spittin' fire like Bowser, wowzers

Who do you know that's been grindin' like I do?

I mean, I was rappin' like way before high school

Back when you was puttin' Kool Aid in a blue tray

Tryna make a watermelon ice cube, remember?

Now I got a crib and the rooms all spacious

Now I got a a whip and it sound like a spaceship

Used to drop bars in my dad's old basement

Now I'm your favorite rapper's replacement

Anxious for what's up next

Lotta big shows, a lotta rough sex

Lotta plaques to hang, a lotta cash to make

I need a office space that got a front desk

And I'm flexin' like Brock Lesnar

You rap too but you not better

My flows make 'em uncomfortable

Like wearin' a sweater in hot weather, Goddamn

Ohh, blasé, blasé, blasé