[Chorus]

That one/two, hit 'em in the brain if they look at you

That three/four, look deep inside, they got a loose screw

They plotting but I won't do shit, they just off the juice

Fuck that, I don't fuck with beef 'less you start shit

That one/two, hit 'em in the brain if they look at you

That three/four, look deep inside, they got a loose screw

They plotting but I won't do shit, they just off the juice

Fuck that, I don't fuck with beef 'less you start shit

[Verse 1]

Hey, fuck that! It's 'bout time that I did that

So much shit going on, I can't fix that

Maybe I'm fucked in the head, can't trick that

Maybe my shoes be the problem, gotta Rick that

Sick shit, gotta get these bands, work on my fit

Workin' everyday in the stu', workin' on hits

I wan' stack the money up so high like I'm laying bricks

Chilling with the homies (With the homies) with some new chicks

Wait, how could he be making hits? That's preposterous

Everything he makes, straight trash, that's disastrous

Everybody hating but it's not like they can do shit

I'll allow you the hate on the day you make some good shit

This is my year and I'm gonna make the best of it

I already wasted like four months, had to cancel shit

I already made me some bangers but they cannot handle it

Denzel Curry type beat, it's heat in the thick of it

[Chorus]

That one/two, hit 'em in the brain if they look at you

That three/four, look deep inside, they got a loose screw

They plotting but I won't do shit, they just off the juice

Fuck that, I don't fuck with beef 'less you start shit

That one/two, hit 'em in the brain if they look at you

That three/four, look deep inside, they got a loose screw

They plotting but I won't do shit, they just off the juice

Fuck that, I don't fuck with beef 'less you start shit

[Verse 2]

Hey, bitch slap! I'm big brain but need six pack

You still motherfucking broke, nah, you ain't no Shaq

I'd have just given it up, can't live in no shack

I do all this rapping shit but I still ain't no making racks

The world so cold and this road so rocky

I can't ever give up, I can't let the world stop me

Tryna make these flames, make this heat, no Takis

But all they ever do is the hating and the talking

Woah, ain't the end of this shit

Going hard in the bitch, I'm spitting bars on this shit

Don't gotta rap 'bout what I don't got or who I'm not

Because you ain't even seen just how hard I fought

Yeah, you know I don't beef and I definitely don't plot

Tryna make a quick buck, call me Spike, in a rut

Nah, I don't give a fuck, I'm like a squirrel to a nut

Fuck the talking, it just pisses me off, you don't wan' start shit