Copycats still up in my face (my face)

Once again, I gotta put ‘em in their place (in their place)

(Verse 1)

You could, never eva, eva eva

Even if you had a damn DeLorean

And started floorin’ it to ‘99, you still couldn’t

Out write my story, man

I’ll outshine you so bad, you’ll catch a Florida tan

Mess with me, apply the SPF50

I’ve got the stance of Ken Griffey when the pen’s itching

I’ll scratch you out if I notice that you’re in the box

Cuz I’ve been thinkin’ out of it since I was struck with chicken pox

I’m the coldest, I’m the future, I’m your bowl of Dippin’ Dots

Makе a plan against me and I’ll mastermind a differеnt plot

Loaded up, single shot, with the bars, break the locks

Speak up, I’m turnin’ your potato into tater tots

I don’t gotta ride with no one else to get the job done

I don’t need a good feature, I’ve already got some

I don’t wanna have to do it, I don’t want a problem

But one word, fa sure, you best be playin’ possum

Knock you back and forth like hi-hats that got panned out

3 minutes is all I need to take you and your man out

I wish you would, I’ll be around the corner doin’ the camp out

Tell ‘em sit down cuz everything I drop is standout

Only speak the truth, I ain’t offerin’ nobody slack

You get bodybagged for even thinkin’ that you brought it back

My hooks leave you lookin’ like you Michael Strahan

The punches got his fans askin’ you to sign an autograph

You ‘gon get the Captain Falcon, someone lend a hand and help him

I’d put this on wax, but it’s so fire, all the wax is meltin’

I gave up my life and sacrificed my happiness so that

When I escape the city, I could flip the script and get it back

In wicker baskets, grab my check and I’ll cash it

So much cash, I’ll stash it in my medicine cabinet

Cuz the pain I feel will bring about the mils that I got

So I’ll store it with the pain relieving pills that I pop

(Bridge)

I heard ‘em say I’m too dramatic

Well, at least, I’m not a drug addict

75% of people that I trust have an

Alcoholic beverage to wash away their beefs, what a dumb habit

(Verse 2)

I just rhyme words that tend to wash away emotion

I found the right ingredients to stir into my potion

The way you deal with it just ain’t enough to wet my whistle

That liquor that you sippin’ doesn’t seem too beneficial

You run away, and run away, you never see the light of day

I write away, I might Escape, the pain is gone, right away

Only speak the truth when I move to the booth

Keep it a hundred, but to you, I keep it 200 Proof

So cheers to moderation, cheers to all the practice

I’m happy that my dedication steered me clear of that shit

Now this is what I do, I’m as free as a bird

But if you want it with me, dog, then all I need is a word

Because…

(Hook)

I look around the room at these copycats

Askin’ me where the hell the bottle’s at

How about this, take a shot to yo’ face

To wash away your dreams that you never gon’ chase

I look around the room at these copycats

Askin’ if they can have their bottle back

How about this, take a shot to yo’ face

To wash away your dreams that you never gon’ chase

Damn