[Verse 1: LQ]

(Yeah, woah)

Apostle but fuck twelve

Kickin’ through shit like I got me a black belt

Bar is set high

But LQ is gonna excel

Critic’s in ears, I gotta repel

Sentenced to hell

She lay on my lap

Givin’ me top like a dell

My chopper gon’ sing like Adele

Spinnin’ the block, propel

Put me in rings

I’m a lord and i’m hearing a bell

‘Cause i’m in my bag like i’m Frodo

Bitches be asking for photos

Foes meet the ‘Fo-‘Fo

I’m off a bean like it’s coco

And shoutout to Allen

Show every night

Been ready for lights, camera, action

No, i’m not talkin’ ‘bout Fallon

Pull out the pump

And bitch i’m not talking ‘bout gas by the gallon, yuh

[Verse 2: Fry]

Fuck your bitch then I’m runnin’ shit

Divin’ off stage, dodgin’ hunnid clips

Them raps ass, got dat number one hit

But ain’t the reason you got fans on your dick

Settle your ego, ain’t got relevancy

You fucked in the brain, got pounds of ketamine

I mean ain’t to judge

I took a dive in the flood

So the bitches textin’ me

They ain’t a friend to me, huh

What you talkin’ about?

These bitches mad Fry just weathered the drought

Dishin’ classics, best be feelin’ me now

If you ain’t, get the drac

How they slimin’ me out

Still the hardest motherfuckers around

We snatching your chain, we get down like the south

I ain’t stack bands yet pack crowds

We purge the city

Get violent when the sun down

[Verse 3: J Three]

I cannot pretend to defend the motherfuckers that I am better than

I am the veteran

Check the big picture, the scripture or evidence

In JPEG form to convert what was heaven sent

I am the man of the people

My hand on my heater

I stand on my words

You can’t stand in my sneakers

The battle of bands, we gon’ jam up your speakers

My strap make you plead

I call it people pleaser

Need a Ramona like Ewan McGregor, I said it

Hip-Hop diploma

I keep it on deck if they question

Don’t test my obsession

I love this shit

I been nomadic

Bars been traveling

Study Illmatic

Same time i’m studying Scott like Travis

And Cudi I’m someone to watch

Pilgrimage really is something unmatched

Fuck with me put you on wax get you waxed

If you wack, you get whacked

Over beats over tracks

If it’s trap, boom bap or something like that

Wanna spark get the match

Wanna start shit I’m active, yuh

Your parents they wishing that they never had you

Deplorable, you an embarrassment rappin’

I’ll starch you

Corny motherfuckers reactive

Motherfuck the king, put a beam to his cabbage