[Verse one:]

ESA! Unh

With this steezin'

Boy I'm seizin'

Big spender now I'm behemoth

Turnt up, Y'all hollar Jesus

Rock the court? You rock the bleachers

Wife snatcher, Get er' done

Killing more celebrities than twitter does

They get diminished

By every bit of my lyrics

Combat boy it's not him getting finished It's them!

Fatalities by the dozen

Sons, Nephews, Grandads, and Cousins

Straight to the point, I ain't into fussin'

Son sit down, you suckers ain't 'bout nothing

Fuck em' boy

You've never been a buster

When I bust-a-rhyme

Keep mustard

Cause I'm hot dawg, Relish it

I'm the truth in the booth, No embellishin'

I shoot from the front to wreck this shit

Making you fools irrelevant

To my reputation there's benefits

Through sessions nigga, learn lessons bitch!

The lesson is

I'm top notch

Cream of the crock

A hot shot

So stop ot!

You're not hot!

I'll stop your bust like cock blocks

[Chorus.]

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[Verse two:]

Riot gang!

Dollar grabber

Big spender!

With every song I'm getting better

Bitch fucker

Legendary!

Boy I'm popping

Every cherry

With monster balls

Hell of berries

And with my steez

Y'all ain't ready

Bitch I'm deadly

Boy i'm illy

Y'all bitch niggas going to have to feel me

I'm the shit mayne

Spit so insane

Somebody call a chick to heal me

Boy I got this next up

You catch up?

I doubt it really

Spits a missile

Rapper dismissal

My shit real

Your bars are bismol

Hardcore to the drawing board!

I stole the mic right to the grizzle

Aiming for greatness and I got it in my sniper sight

You're trying to go gold? Bitch I'm out on a diamond heist

I'm flying right

Well known

Hear my name?

Ring bells!

On my downtime

I double as a plane wing

[Chorus.]

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[Verse 3:]

Rebel squad

Who am I? The nicest writer

There's nobody tighter

So sharp I could cut knives with my saliva

Split through boulders

Like hot blades through butter flow

Nasty like a teen with his mind in the gutter, Unh

If you try to grip what I would

You get a splinter

I come at more necks than scarves in the winter

Rappers on my dinner plate!

Guaranteed I'll get em' mate

Or have em' running circles

Claiming they Icy like figure 8's

You'll get it late, like your package got delayed

You may kill beats too, but you ain't matching with my rate

Looks to kill

And I do it in the coolest shit

I'm too legit

When I'm doing this

I look good doing it