[Verse]

They say I'm about to be on this year, but I was never off

They say I ain't gon' ever blow up, but they fuckin' wrong

They said I was a pretty boy, but I cut my locks from long

They said I was fuckin' ugly, now I'm fuckin' bald

I keep the Android so that they all know I'm real

A broke boy from Bethesda, still I pussy kill

I gotta watch for Drake, cause all the flows he steals

I'm cutting off the fakes, snakes won't even feed me a meal

Back when I was hungry, who fuckin' had my back?

Yeah that man Matt

And that's a straight fact

Y'all lack the realness, and it's sad to see

It's a tragedy, if you don't fuck with me

Yeah they miss out, but we all so gucci

Hop up in a Delorean, test drive it, then I get crooked

Sticker slap the Paria, see twelve, and then we book it

L.Y.B.B, A$AP Twelvyy, all y'all bitches shooketh

You'd rather see me bummin' dollars for lunch

Now I'm taking boujee broads for brunch