[Verse 1: Goth Lad] N/A [Hook: Goth Lad] It's the gays or the posers Stay in your lane don't get closer We in the lane of some soldiers Lames in your lane expect closure Stayed in my ways but i'm older It's the gays or the posers Stay in your lane don't get closer We in the lane of some soldiers [Verse 2: Ace Century] Never cook up beef like I was a vegetarian I'll break your bones dog, you'll need a veterinarian Punch you in the ovary, y'all hoes to me Still aiming for success like I'm post to be She talks dirty like she spitting dirt You king?, n***a Please like Dirt McGirt I mean ODB, R.I.P. one of the greats Give respect where its due never to you fakes I heard ya album, every song on it trash So take ya ego and shove it up ya a** Look like I care bout the money you make? I'm just keeping it 100, that's word to The Game, forget Drake
Old wanna be fly a** cats, I got bug spray Ain't talking bout my dead homie when I say I got an AK Come on test me if you want, I'll give you a pop quiz Old kid a** dude, trying talk grown man biz Alright, got no time for these fools But I'll fix some sh** up with these tools Females wanna be hoes, start gardening with 'em Cats start talking mess, tell my dogs sick em Y'all just don't get it, that I've had enough So if you ain't bout it stop acting tough On the way to my throne, ain't no a**a**ination Hearing you cats lie all the time is fascinating Trying to see her poke her face, tell her deal me in Ask me how I'm doing I'll tell you muy bien I got the keys like Khaled, Jay Z and Future Must be Clark Kent cause man I'm feeling super Beginning to see more punani than a dyke Hell you just thought it's the golden child on the mic