[Part 1]

Show me all of youre amigos, but i only see 3 yo

When i step in im kicking it mad, twisting all of youre disses so bad, you think they hittin but they just scratchin on one of my asscheeks instead

Packing the dopest when cruisin with my homes in a van

Call me whatever you want Fat, Biggie Listener, Whiteboy, Crackerhead or even a Stan

Half year boy and im packin more flows than your whole fucking crew of wackos and your ten year long rappin friend

You got selfesteem issues, man

Why would you put something that did not even start yet to an end

Bend over bitch, i dont shoot semen in beds i'll send semen down in any of you motherfuckers girlfriends

You recommending condoms? fuck em

They tear apart anyways when the Spokesman A's load is bombing, uh

Youre tellin me calm down, man

When i get drunk on the weekend, and i pretend that yo' boyfriend started but in Reality i teared him apart

Just cuz i can't stand weak asses

Police be askin me out, but im actin it so good that they doubt that i do know anything bout the crime so they do let me go, uh

Little did they know that i gotta big ass butterfly on the inside of my coat

Sharp enough to cut through ya' throat and yo' lungs, cut the shit outta your guts and stitch a big ass A on the outside of ur butt, faggot

Spokes switchin flows unpredicable

Henney got you fucked, but im happy with the cheap ass liqoure tho despicable, you're saying

That im lazy

Laying in my bed all day and gettin faded

Haven't even made it

But you're already hatin, okay then, come in face to face

My fucking fire will blaze ya' fucking existence away

Exploding on this beat like after a twenty minute fucking session

My dick blows up a motherfucking grenade, ey

Uh, uh, uh

[Hook 2x]

And i said it to myself it would be eight bars long

But i snapped and it got eighty bars long

And i said it to them bros, it would be just one song

But i snapped and ended up with three songs