HOOK

Too smart for most of y'all, dat flow too genius

Take a couple hours and go peep the lyrics

It's constant while it's comical and I'm the realest

Realist every time I rhyme, I can't conceal it

Shhh… is what they all want me to do

Every since I started sayin' what I thought and speakin' true

My direction is directness, guess it's somethin' new to all you people who refuse to hear a different view

Phew...

Now that that's over with, I'll take a second to get reckless you're a homie bitch

Oh shit, too aggressive, don't be homophobic

Your favorite artist says the same shit, but it's different cuz he didn't wrote it

Write it, that's why Bibby's been despised

Pretty eyes, mean flow, and I'm not even disguised

I'm a small town boy who's mind is always on the prize

Could be pussy, power, paychecks, really any would be nice!

HOOK

Sound stupid when I spit, or maybe that's your lack of intellect and ability to keep up with it

Comprehend the bits, all the images I draw up, vocally I'm Bob Ross with a painting stick

"It's called a brush you fuckin' idiot!"

I'm tryna be unique and plus brush wouldn't lyrically fit

Heard some people say that Bibbles ain't it

It's funny cuz it's not even for money, I'm just having fun with it

I don't care if you're upset, lil bitch, it's my platform

I love porn, I'm always poli incorrect

I say faggot, ass, bitch, stupid cunt, n you're a whore

If you're deserving of the rest you're getting everything and more

What's in store for the people that deserve it?

Start with vision being blurred then find a word that's not preferred and then repeat 'till they're disturbed, drop their face right on the curb, stomp 'em out and drop a turd, dump their body in a ditch, perfect

HOOK

Smart motherfucker, IQ 130

Dirty with the words and the boy too perty

“If I don’t make money off this music then I’m ruined!”

I got 5 goin on 6 jobs, I don’t get tired stupid

Gated off from people fallin’ off, the ones that hate the cause

Forgetting it’s a marathon

It - takes a little long

So rip the bong and sing along

If you a lady, I ain’t tryna see you with a thong

And if you come through with it

You’ll be orally obligated to come throat the dick

I know I’ll get a little shit for that bit

I learned it thanks to Slick Willy and that Monica Lewinsky bitch

Contractual, the skill I have is actually magical

Dissect my shit and make it mathematical

Nobody is more radical, I’m minimally statical

I’m aiming geographical with nothin’ but grammatical - stuff!