First young nigga to pop it like this But I won't take the credit for starting this
Shit Can't name nobody who a artist like this
Beat from the back, tell her, arch it like this
This tape that I'm droppin', I'm poppin' my shit Last nigga, that diss got popped in his shit
Treat my flltt like a guitar, I'm rockin' this shit
Man, let me get started and shit
I was the first young nigga to sing on the beat with no drums
Been gettin' all this shit, done
Shittin' on niggas, I literally do it for fun
Tryna tell y'all I'm the one
Ma ain't believe in me, I'ma say, look at your son
Rackin' a new honey bun
Sorry to say it, but some of y'all niggas is buns
I think y'all niggas should run
Most of y'all niggas be cap like ya'll swipin' for real
Don't even know how to punch
I was the same young nigga that everybody used to laugh at
Now your main bitch tryna hunch
These niggas my sons, I abandon my kids, I'm a bad dad
Smoove gotta Drake, came from Baghdad
You better back-back, Sin got the flltt in his backpack
Smack in the clip like a fat ass
Stay out the way, always been out the mix off the radar
Barely been showin' my face card, man y'all niggas ain't f*ckin' with me
Man, I swear that I hate y'all
Draggin' my nuts like a race car
Pussy nigga no steppa for real, tryna take the whole face off
Ball like LeBron in the playoffs
You ain't jammin' shit at the line, tryna take something from me, I take off
So I think lil bro better play off
All them niggas that left when I ain't even have a dime
I'm just glad y'all niggas flaked off
Because I touch so much money, way more than a dime
It's like I'm havin' a bake-off
Love when I'm f*ckin' my girl and I look in her eyes
It's like she can't turn her lake off
BUE really built this shit from the ground up
Did it and ain't take a break off
Nigga, f*ck what y'all niggas talkin' about
And I, and I got the situation gang in the back with me, nigga
F*ck wrong with em', nigga
And it's top bird, but I'm, I'm flyest of the birds
I'm the lieutenant of this shit
Alright, come on, let's do it
Told them niggas that they wanna talk about music
They gotta pay that fee
Every time I touch a mic, be goin' so stupid
Twin say lil brudda, you tweak
Niggas be makin' excuses bout not gettin' to it
I swear that shit for the weak
Because my niggas don't work
And I swear to God, they touch a new 10 every week
One of my shooters, you don't even know who he is
He wear glasses, you think he a geek
All of these niggas be capped out
I got em' mapped out
They gotta pay me to speak
A nigga done touched bout a 100
But I swear it's nothin
Ain't even tappin' my peak
Know that I fly with the birds
Some sippin' on syrup
Drinkin' a pint through they beak
Alright, come on
I want a big bag, big bag bout to
Go sign me a deal, know ya'll I'm big mad
Crazy how you was just dissin' on a nigga
Now you wanna be cool with your bitch ass
Ain't never been in no competition with no nigga
Bitch you always been last
Been makin' hits since the age of 15
My music's already been gas
Every bitch that I had and I passed
You can ask if they been bad
Even if she came and gave a nigga kiss
I still bet you that that bitch brag
Write another name, scratch him off the list
Leave a nigga in a shit bag
Every time a nigga diss, I'm gettin' richer
By the minute, know let's speak facts
Let's get it, let's do it lil' nigga
All my pockets, they stupid lil' nigga
Catch a opp ima pop, at his top nigga
Talkin' bout shit, come and do it, lil' nigga
Bitch