Garrett Plummer - Prime Rib (Beef Season Entry #5) lyrics

[Verse] This don't matter to me Honestly, I'm relaxing No past debts, all a**ets You can check my taxes The fact is I'm rapping Cause the rest of my life is drama-free A home in Point Loma Homie I won the lottery I just talk on beefs, I don't really go in William? I don't really know him It's silly cause really I'm k**ing these hens Should have never left that cage open I'm a wolf, dawg Licking the blood off my wrist And you Wolfpop You no longer exist Get Up On This, I hold the belt I'm Conor McGregor, I'm knocking 'em out The kid is so sick with it, did it myself Call him a doctor, get him some help Don't shout (don't shout) Try not to wake up your neighbors I am Austin Rivers you are CP3 I am 'bout to replace ya Just take this and learn, homie These are just words, homie Pop a 'tude? You lost, dude So please don't sell merch, homie Not a lot of these dudes are healthy Horsemen are looking anemic So I'm 'bout to serve 'em this prime rib This is Beef Season