[Verse 1]

I be killen em, straight up thrillin em

Niggas see me commin round rent-a-center and I'm billin em

Yeeeeah, dutchies my name

I got all the rapper needs: money bitches and fame

And it all stays the same

And I feel no pain

And when I go to work I make it rain

I got 200 g's just chillin in the back seat

You ever think I was gonna rip this beat?

My names dutchie im the best fuckin rapper alive

Nigga im better than the motherfucking jackson 5

You can run but you think that you can fucking hide?

Congratulations you just released a fucking demon inside

And you can't handle that

Take a step back

Ill have you on the floor like a fucking heart attack

Yeah but thats just how I roll

Fans screaming for me like a Super Bowl

[Verse 2]

Bluepoints frontin and Bayport's hatin'

And its because I'm not caucasian

And they gonna hate whether black or asian

But think motherfucker who will win in racing?

Ha youll be mad fucking white and

Ill be so black that ill blend in to the night yea

And when I do it good, I do it right

Rap about the shit cuz you know my flow tight

Yeah, and thats just how I like my girls

You know that I be killin niggas and they be my world

Yeah thats my fuckin occupation

Killin these niggas and watch em bury their nation

Yeah killin niggas like its nothing

Spittin fire yeah super bad you could call me mclovin

And all I do is spit fire

Killin all these niggas, more popular than toby mcguire