[Intro: VI Seconds]

One

Brooklyn

Look

[Verse: VI Seconds]

For those in attendance, I am The Gawd

Fly nigga, giving more wood than a lumber yard

Yeah, the monster residing inside the fog

What you see is what you get, there's no reason for a facade

The host with the mostest, said he's acting my hostess

Sending y'all a message like U.S. postage

Everybody rap now, I'm retiring y'all homies

Every time I open my mouth it's fire emojis, see

I'm the best AND1, like Hot Sauce

You matching with squares like mahjong

Walk up, leave everything on your block torn

Get your head bust, top looking like popcorn

What's coming after that dot is not com

You gon' hear that bang replay like a pop song

I don't sleep, I do not yawn

I put in work, when you see me pulling strings it is not yarn

Whole different wave, if I trip I fall up

Want the presence of the best, I'm the one to call up

Me and my dogs kill 'em all, and they can't maul us

Touch one of mine, all of mine fucking y'all up

Yeah, I'm in the biz of entertaining, nigga

But I ain't into entertaining niggas

I'm quick to put a leash around the bitch that ever try to tame a nigga

You'll get more than a scar once the secret's out the chamber, nigga

I've been gone, you've been craving the flame, uh

Now I'm smacking your lips like you savoring a flavor

I'm back, bitch, in my bag, don't get your bag zipped

I'm back, bitch, holding this stick like a bad back itch

Gucci baggage, they know I'm cooking in the street

Shitting on you for so long, my foot fell asleep

Yeah, the arm's long, feel the hook come from deep

Bullying you herbs, get your shoes shook from your feet

I don't fuck with you niggas, I'm here taking my profit

Hold you upside down, shaking change from your pocket

Who's slipping, you see it through the jeans when I tuck it

I need a diet, 'cause if it's for the chicken I'ma buck it

I got 99 problems, all of 'em are bitches

'Cause I can't remember names and it gets my eyes twitching

Damn, all trying to be my missus

Aiming, shooting their shots, yet all I'm giving are misses

Delivering you work, I'm the type to

And you 'boutta see an L, like my knight moved

See I'm not the type dude that type to

You sweet, and I'm testing your blood, you looking type 2

My shit different, so they thinking it's foreign

So I'm seeking a foreign that I'm keeping the four in (SKRRT)

Yeah, don't speak if it ain't important

Out fit to shoot your outfit just to see it's absorbent

Pick and choose how you moving, ocky

Think medieval armor, this iron is suited for your body

You got a Rollie? I'm taking what's on your arm, bro

Once you get stabbed for the watch like Jon Snow

New York, I make a Saw scene a gramercy

Bring you there, I let your grammy see

Told my mommy that I'm sorry, I'll be living out a fantasy

To blow up and Allahu Akbar at my Grammy speech

I suggest you keep your fools in their place

'Cause Snapchat couldn't filter what I do to your face

Rock Miyaki, I'll turn your block into Nagasaki

BRRRT, done with Kawasaki, you copy, you kamikaze

I'm cocky, I'm fly as Rocky, you rolling, I box with Rocky

Apollo Creed, I ride and get sloppy toppy

Ice in the grill, got these bitches tryna play tonsil hockey

Dick like a stallion, you really tryna be a jockey?

You niggas Takis, you food, I'll bring a Glock to your school

It's in your genes you a bitch, I'll let it pop at your trues

Nobody putting hands on me, at birth my doctor refused

I got a bit of a temper and I'm a lot to diffuse, yeah

So I got you in your feelings

When I buck it, you'll catch it like water leaking from the ceiling

Don't be stupid, I'll put the thing I'm holding to your ribs

Boy I'm nastier than finding roaches walking in your fridge

Homeless staying warm, I'm firing the cans

You don't crack under pressure? I apply it to your fans

Know that I've been the GOAT, so it's silence for the lambs

Buffalo Billing you bitches, this the Silence of the Lambs

You putting fear in my heart? Well I ain't scared enough

Arm behind his head like Subzero squaring up

I ain't hiding shit, I'll respond to all questions

Even when I look lazy, I'm watching all directions

You'll lean when I snap like I'm making a new dance

Shopping for a problem, putting shit in your new pants

When I pull up I aim jab, step in to shoot, fam

Arms start waving like inflatable tube man

Punching through bulletproof glass with my two hands

Different type of nigga, all I'm seeing is new fans

Now I'm out here pushing, putting bricks to my new plans

I'm on MTV, and receiving a moon man

'Boutta be a fraud, I won't remember my friends

All my circles getting severed, they'll be left at the ends

What? I'll pass my girl a ratchet, we can settle it then

Start dumping like "Maybe we were better as friends"

My girl sweet, but I told her keep a burner by her thigh

In case shit get hot as Arizona when we ride

All black, ready for you, I'll be lurking at your side

Stomach shot, watch you curl like you're working on your bis

Look a killer in his eyes, ain't no need for a disguise

Tux made of tape, you'll be suited to the tie

Popping fly, till I really put you niggas in the sky

Ask God, I'm The Gawd, the illest creature he's designed

Niggas love to talk beef till they've been put through it

Muhfuckas sleep on me till they've been put to it

Mask on, I'm the illest nigga rapping his ass off

Put your future to a hole, then I'm taking the mask off

I'm fire