[verse 1: Slingshot]
Slingshot back in this b**h
Spitting raw and I spit real quick
But I don't got to rap fast to rip sh**
Just put a mic in my hand, yeah I k**ed it
Rap game in a cup you spilled it
Got a mic, spit a verse, I filled it
Slashing rappers while I'm spitting ill sh**, real sh**
My level's high, pop pill sh**
Head of the game, they loving me
Got a ton of girls throwing their bum at me
Beautiful b**hes they all got double D's
Yeah Sling's got buzz like a bumble bee
I'm sick of doing sh** so humbly
Most other rappers know not to f** with me
Except some stupid a** tried to come at me
b**h I'm the best in the game call me 23
You got a better mic but I'm doing the most
Your boy coming from the Rock, looking white as a ghost
And when I'm knocking off your socks, making your rap toast
You'll be sitting in your house, feeling dumb as a post (woah)
b**h, you ain't got sh** on me
Imma crush your a** with my boy Lee
You s** so bad you should be called Spee
Your stupid a** in piles of sh** knees deep
Neither you or Spee can stay on beat
But you got the audacity to diss me?
Aw hell naw, that ain't gonna go by
You ain't ever gonna collab on a track with this guy
I'm too good, hell I'm just too fly
I spit the sh** in your face that makes you wanna die
Sigh, then go cry into your pillow
You need to rise up your sh**'s drooping like a willow
See when im at the top of the list and your still low
Remember you're dissing the person spitting ill flows