[Intro]

Man I keep rapping 'bout that same shit

I gotta find a different route with this one

I’mma go off, hahaha

Yuh, yuh

BB$

JACKSHIT!

[Verse]

Jackshit, no more wack shit, I ain't fuckin' with no ratchet

If you’re rappin' then you're trappin', Imma pull up with that MAC10

Ain't nobody after my shit I know that you've prolly heard it

BB$ on K-dot verses, no more churches, guns in purses

Guns and roses, evil lurkin', evil' murkin’, I’m dispersin'

I’mma tell you bout a dirty mouth that went without a day of drought, leaving me wondering how, I never knew 'til now

Kickin' out the hoes, breaking toes, evil knows, where I go, where I been, where I hid, where it's low, work slow, oh no, I watch the rain but I’m not Ko, I know exactly what I'm lookin fo

A million flows, go silly with those, kill a motherfucker if he down the wrong road, I will pop, chop, rock any motherfucker standing in the wrong pose

Bitch I am a blizzard in the form of deserts

I'll change up the weather, whole gang knows

My rocks got frostbite, my gold done froze

I'm in a mansion with those with too many hoes

You out with the pack on ya back

With the strap on attack with a lack to relax

Taking racks, making stacks

The rush keeps you going, going

You will never stop flowing

You will never stop rowing

You will never stop growing

My shooters at Hooters with Glock's intent

Put a hole in her head

Is everyone dead?

Leave the whole place red

Man you know what I said

I'm the $ B B playing S S B with my D in between a little Who-R-E

Fuck the FCC, fuck the FBI, let a motherfucker ride, let a motherfucker fly

I been making Ts, I been making Ms, I'll never stop going 'til I make a whole B, you listen to me, you choppin' down trees, I'll rid the whole forest when I am at ease

I'm off jealousy, I got enemies I'm the entity, kill ya whole imagery

Who's defending me, you're different than me, you way too pussy to do felony

My stick as as long as damn centipede

Little bitch can you read?

I'm got me some meed, I got what I need

I'll hit ya flip ya getcha right in the knees

I'm coming with these

I know too many people that just wanna see me fail

Imma start my Davy Jones shit I'm putting up the sail

I'll kill ya family and then I'll send 'em in the mail

If you keep on pushing on me then I will go way off the rails

No motherfuckin' bail, shoot off ya fuckin' tail, my bullets raise hell

My bullets rain hail

Put ya head on sale, and it still look pail, yuh

I will flip it rip whip it then sip it

I cook up a storm in that fuckin' kitchen

You fuckers are stupid you leaving me livid

The opps at the door, don't tell where we hid it

Don't compare me to Joyner or Takeoff or Logic

I'm more like Biggie and Pac but one-minded

If you pulling me down then I'll leave you behind then

You fuckers will never help me get famous so

My head in the game, my head ain't the same

I'm cool with the tool shoot a fool any day

I ain't got no friends I just got my gang

So heavy even my ringtone is bang

I'm in my own lane, but I'm really lit

My team winning green, we playing with kits

These fuckers so salty it's like they some RITZ

You can never fuck with me when I'm on jackshit