Look here I'm in fine ice

With no big deal

I'm in high rise with no clue

What is this for, can't go can't reach the door

Egoing me cuz I'm not in the lore

Messing with me cuz like woah I'm so short

Yeah, small in the height

Playing with me cuz there's no need to lie

Chillin in my life don't need a rise

Don't need a stepping stool I need a kite

Look here I'm in fine ice

With no big deal

I'm in high rise with no clue

Look here with yo big eyes

And yo cameras

I'm five'five with no lose

As if I wanna be picked on

Size of a kid, then gimme a crayon

Benchin on me, cuz I get play on

Playing with me, know I get flamed on

Stand on my money, I'm Five Five

I'm short, so I can't reply

Put a weight on me, or I'll fly

Santa's coming so goodbye

I'll see you next year so

I'm wrapping all your presents

Christmas talent show, yeah we're sending

I might go run cuz I got tiny legs

No Lorax, but I might ascend

I'll see, and you leave you right on red

(red, red, yeah yeah)

Short nigga problems can't lie

We the same height as a damn fly

Can't reach the top shelf, but it's alright

Maybe we swat a nigga two times

Going to the mall to get platformers

Being so much shorter than a damn shulker

Didn't think I could get any lower

No way I'm not a late bloomer

Yeah, small in the height

Playing with me cuz there's no need to lie

Chillin in my life don't need a rise

Don't need a stepping stool I need a kite

Look here I'm in fine ice

With no big deal

I'm in high rise with no clue

Look here with yo big eyes

And yo cameras

I'm five'five with no lose

By the time, I grow in height

I'm five'six with dream high

I'm comedy I've won that

Yeah laugh at me, I'm like that

These bullets be kicking your teeth

I call it a steel cap I'm like Remy I fight like a street rat

Five'five but I'll still put you in a body bag

Testing his luck when he deal with the psycho

Boy talking shit ima smack off his smxle

Bet you didn't know that your dealing with the psycho

Breaking his legs get the fuck out my face hoe

Alright boy's yall better take notes

When I'm rapping my flow

Taking a class so you know

Wait I ain't even Five Five

Put you in a highlight

Counting my money it be lookin like tie-dye

Bitches be fuckin around

Like why do you act a clown

You look like Pleezy

That shit was straight up a diss

I don't give a shit

Don't got a reason to be sneaky