[Chorus]

Who's this kid? Nobody knows

I just be killing these flows, you gotta go (Yeah)

This beat already got smoked, cooking this beat like a stove

It don’t want mo'

In ‘18 they said they can't stand me, I guess they were prone (Prone)

Half of my friends really foes, faker than videos of ghosts

They are just doing the most, they’re not really bros (No, they're not)

[Verse 1]

Y'all too lame, I'm too flames

At the moment nobody knows of my name, but that does not mean that it's too late

Blowing up, I just don't know which day, wait (Wait)

I think it's time for you to vacate (Lеave)

Haters are just gonna stay hating, but I can takе all of 'em out with just melee (Melee)

Yeah I put ’em in a coffin like a cold- but they are not, they are common

I’mma end up bombing this place in a couple years, 'cause I’m popping

Like a bang snap, but I won't be stopping, 'cause I'm one of the few that clocked in

Instead of being lazy, like these crazy people who thought they’d be famed because the clout they're chasing

[Chorus]

Nobody knows (No, they don't)

I just be killing these flows, you gotta go

This beat already got smoked, cooking this beat like a stove

It don't want mo'

In ‘18 they said they can't stand me, I guess they were prone (Prone)

Half of my friends really foes, faker than videos of ghosts

They are just doing the most, they're not really bros (No, they're not)

[Verse 2]

People staying in their lane, but the haters feel pain

And their brain makes them think that it's lame, so they change

And they hurt and exchange with someone who has fame

To make them feel shame, it's insane

Shoutout to Mully, I'm a monster, call me Sully

I write all my lyrics fully, and no I'm not talking Tully

Forget about the bullies- I am in the top class, and I am not talking study

In ‘18, I was bad, and they thought that that was funny

But now I am back, and all those people running, yeah

I am back, they called me whack

But that was ‘18, now they'll never say that

And If they do, they are simply on crack

I'mma keep grinding till I'm crooked when I sat

You cannot win man, I got the max stats

I am a squeaker, but I can still rap

And I will fly, RO-B. Z., now I flap

I'm the best kid here, that's a fact

What's right's what matters like Jorobe, I'm a hero like Frozone

And I'm doing it solo adding to it like promos

But, oh no, his flows so cold like snow, but they cannot feel it cause they are dangerously prone

[Chorus]

(Who's this kid?) Nobody knows

I just be killing these flows, you gotta go

This beat already got smoked, cooking this beat like a stove

It don't want no mo'

In ‘18 they said they can't stand me, I guess they were prone

Half of my friends really foes, faker than videos of ghosts

They are just doing the most, they're not really bros

[Outro]

No, they're not