I guess that I'm an asshole
Never bashful
Only want the cash hoes
I think that I plateaued
Platinum plack the plan thoough
Feel like Lando
Always shoot for Solo
Never need no promo
Never need no fake bros either
Reefer eaters and tweaker
People who look at Goku with eyes as wide as Vegeta
Instigating like PEETA
Pitter patter the speaker
Crew getting dumb lit, Uh
We’ve been balling off my wins
But falling off my sins
What did I do again
It's just my evil twin
Why am I high again
When I don't smoke
Don’t tell me it's the coke though
Pepsi going loco
Suicidal my rivals running the ropes yea
Coca Cola to enemies only hopes yea
Pepsi start up, infect me, betting the smoke, don't
Reach my height, I'm 5,10 but don’t
Get it twisted up on the mic I'm like 8 feet
Tryna play me why you reaching, stream be Jay Z
Got my numbers up by the time I was 18
While all the so and so's fell out of the debate team
Why you tryna do me dirty
White and nerdy yank a bitch for thinking wordy
Lyrics too damn dated
Generation too sedated
Made an album just for talking about the faded
And they over skipped it just cuz lil pump is banging
Listen Listen
I don't have no hate, nah
Leave me at the gate, yuh
Open heaven up I'll stand right next to Cobain, yuh
Sea town in my veins yuh
We clown all the lames, bruh
All the so and so's who go to shows to prove they game, huh
Keep a middle finger up for the town for the city
Middle finger up for the crown getting pretty
Middle finger up for the sound that we fitting
Got my
Crew getting dumb lit uh
We’ve been balling off my wins
But falling off my sins
What did I do again
It's just my evil twin
Why am I high again
When I don't smoke
Don’t tell me it's the coke though
Pepsi going loco
Learning I’m determined to be burning all my verses
In the brain of all insane
But who’s to blame for all the curses
Was it worth it to be curving all the hoes who claiming luxury
Everybody throw a middle finger up and fuck with me
Start the movement for the stupid student
Who afraid to speak
Papa probably beat their ass
Mama probably fucking tweak
Go and take the shotty cock it back and shoot a bumble bee
Everybody throw a middle finger up and fuck with me
Hi kids, wanna see a body
I got 40 rappers ice cold in the lobby
Mama can't stop me
Young king Joffrey
Cutting off the heads of the wolves as a hobby
Nature got me naughty
O.P.P. your shorty
Might OD off the Molly
GOD he got me
Copy got me sloppy toppy sorry
This is that Game of thrones
I spit flames to bones
You can't tame the clone
I got 8 of own
You got AIDS common
You got days to roam
I spit shit so sick that your lip hit dick
And your bitch lick tip tryna grip stick shift
But the whip hit six, and the lip stick sticks
And your bitch still lips every word to the track
Getting back to the fact that the sad part is
Keep a middle finger up for the town for the city
Middle finger up for the crown getting pretty
Middle finger up for the sound that we fitting
Got my
Crew getting dumb lit uh
We’ve been balling off my wins
But falling off my sins
What did I do again
It's just my evil twin
Why am I high again
When I don't smoke
Don’t tell me it's the coke though
Pepsi going loco