[Intro]

I've never been around to play the nice guy

I came to take what's rightfully mine

Half of you wouldn't understand but I never expected you to

[Verse 1]

Hello bitch, I'm back

My ex still hit my phone, I'm 'bout to switch my jack

And bout a hundred percent of these rappers out in the city been trying to steal the kids flow

Please get my back!

Why you all on my dick like this?

Is it cause I make hits like this?

Is it cause I never made a single song about the way that Imma go and flick my wrist like this?

Probably, I don't play with the fucked shit

Skinny white kid and I still never talk shit

Swear to God that all of y'all be sus individuals, bet you all my residuals every one of you will suck dick

And that's the worst shit yet

We're Vets

All of y'all wear skirts, that's dead

We're next

Never popped a single perk, but yet, but I'll still fuck around and put thirty on your set

[Interlude]

It's real simple

Always got to play the game, but there's one thing...

[Verse 2]

Motherfucker better act like you know

But who knows?

Bitches trying to do me like they Juno

I ain't fucking raw, especially not for you though

I'm cool though, I'll still take you down like Judo

I ain't a pacifist, my boys then end up passing fists

Don't put it past your past, we'll pass all of your passes in

Now who the toughest in which you getting your asses kicked

I don't give a fuck if y'all point them out, that's adequate

For me, at least, I may not be a G

At least never seen in me

Or even get played on the TV screen, your CD's weak

Yo, Ansu, do you see these freaks?

Stop the em in my promoter to see if the features cheap

Fuck you and fuck that

You buck? We buck back

Who's left, and what's that?

Too tough, but y'all act

Too sus, I must add

You suckers, y'all lack everything you have to be as rapper don't come back, motherfucker

[Interlude]

I wholeheartedly believe you have to fight with the wrong one

It's never easy to explain to somebody that doesn't listen

[Verse 3]

Hello bitch, once more

We can not trade features, I do not want yours

I do not need a video that's shot with you either cause me and Dev been fucking shit up and it draws on yours

Means that we've been living life

(Yes)

Hopped up in the Maserati twice

(Yes)

Catch our planes, then we had to switch our flight

We were out in Cali eating salmon over rice

(Yes)

Somebody tell me how I'm not on top

Half a million plays on my song with Rock

XXL, leave a post to your boy, I'm close to annoyed

When the fuck am I gon' pop?

I did a song with Tory

Got a beat by Play

Got a Futuristic feature sold out of the TLA

The stage of Webster Hall

Me and Huey, we did a song

No one to fuck with me in this industry, get along