[Verse 1]

Bring the keys in like I'm a drug king

I said I float like a bee, you know I must sting

Know that this is hustling

Don't sling the coke but I must sling

My tracks from ear to ear cause if I don't

They hear nothing

Look at all these actors in the game

Claim they stunting

But it's really stuntmen

Be very quiet, I'm hunting

It's fuckboy season

Put a hole in one like putting

Give them speakers HPV

You get it, I get em bumping

Got red up on my cheeks

But it ain't because I'm blushing

Nah, this is war paint

Can't you hear the drumming

Cause I play a solo

On your ear drum

Make your ear cum

Make them fear the spirits

In my lyrics

Cause they know they can't beat em

Know you keep them heaters by your side

Cause your words ain't hot enough

Only got them clothin' brands between your lips

Like cotton mouth

It's obvious that cockiness goes farther than the truth

But you chickens can't fly

Always loungin' in your coupes

My lines is solid, straight, and loaded

Call em army troops

Fuckin' beats all kinda ways

My album the kamasu

I come at you

You wouldn't know till it's too late boy

Say you eatin' rappers

Take the food up off your plate boy

Come for me, hit me with your best diss

And I'll get you back with my worst track

And I'd still leave em all breathless

Till I scream at em, you heard that

[Chorus]

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Yep, yep, yep

Yep, yep, yep

[Verse 2]

Yep, this is a warning shot

Pop pop pop like when orville hot

Pop pop pop like when a whore drop

And I make em say watt

Cause I leave em all shocked

I mean I make em say what like they kevin or bob

I said this is my turn, get your own door knob

And get off my dick cause that ain't your job

My talk ain't cheap, it's got a four door cost

And I'll tell you that cause you know it's true

So share my shit so they can know it too

I see them talkin' all up on the timelines

Retweetin' some raps bout the high times

They don't know the words but it rhymes fine

And a couple a free's at some partys

Got these fuckers labeled as savages

Ya'll can trip it if you want

But I will not sit in the passenger

Fuck that

[Chorus]

Yep, yep, yep

Yep, yep, yep

Yep, yep, yep

[Verse 3]

Bitch keep talkin'

I already stopped listening

Crashed in the wave

Ya'll fuckers are just rippling

Tripling the effort until my powers are limitless

Limit this, I'll show you how the life of a cripple is

Try to bring your weak bars around against my written shit

And you gon probably cry

Mourn your chances

Cause I'm killin' it

[Outro]

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Yep, yep, yep

Yep, yep, yep

Yep, yep, yep