{prod. by mr. master}
{verse: mr. master}
Out gate, I'ma force. No ping on my push
Guy buddies all dap. On wax, indiscriminate scorch
My lil eye spy lil main wann' play a lil side. That's bored
Imagine me switchin' my smart ass up
For a chick, that's rich; or a check, that's richer
Three-oh. Refer to my body o' work as a
Pop-up audiobook for the kidsters
I know what it looks like. I can explain
I put wings on a pigsty
Copyright pirate still. Culture still
Why's it never both ways when they DM me praises? Chill
That is not my bad. Zz zz zz zz
S'posed to be wack but it wasn't
What's that? It's real life rap
The fam know I's never a nerd
sh*t, if anything's fake, it's that
Matua just cleaned my clock. Hey lah, my drawin' board back
Diss me, that's a lack. On tykes, it's tapped
Fact: I ain't evеr let no cat live in a cypher, 'spеcially no minor
It's cruel how long I worked and how GOAT I turnt
'Fore I ask if it's any last words
Let's get to vettin' these backgrounds first
High school you did now you dirt
Ain’t no way out when it's that sideways upstairs. Impaired
It's rare to have skirts in a line
'round the block and not care. I'm there
Zz zz zz. It's not fair. Either way, the sh*t bang
Core since day one and I'ma stay that way 'til my day come. Yay
Poppin' my head in they wheelhouse
Snatch what's best, aight bet and I peel out. (vroom)
It ain't my fault y'all stuck
Whoever wann' smoke, I can show you lil sumn
Let’s keep it a sporebuck. See how the scoreboard lit up
I hate bein’ this upfront