[Verse 1: Frzy]
After these 16 bars
Name 16 better
If you do it A to Z
I'm the 16th letter
They be saying f** the king
Why my haters like Loretta
So I do it in a jiffy
And you do it like Nutella
You can do it to the 9
Well f** with my baretta
'Til the fat lady sings
Call it operetta
Tell them n***as get a sweater
Preferentially a Gucci
Why they keep pushing
Like I'm stuck inside a coochie
Now I'm living rich
n***as wanna copy that
But my cream made it
n***a where the body at
Just inked a deal
Homie that's my favorite tat
Say I'm on the shelf
Well I prefer to call 'em racks
[Verse 2: Frzy]
If these n***as want credit
Tell 'em get a Visa
What you want on ya tombstone
No pizza
AR-15
With the scope
Might teach ya
A little about arms
If you think I can't reach ya
BOW
Tell them n***a bow bow
To the king though
Slay y'all n***as
Call me Kris Kringle
Love thy neighbor
Christian Mingle
Is getting f**ing old
I can see the wrinkle
If you notice
I'm driving in a Lotus
And it's tricked out
Hocus pocus
But n***a I knows this
You is f**in' bogus
So blood is what I see
See Free be Moses
[Verse 3: Frzy]
See I'm better than your man
And ya man be the best one
If you wanna challenge be my guest
Plus 1
If you feeling plagued
I hope you not the first son
Acting like you really want a shot
Then take one
I been making mogul moves
Yeah I get it done
Check my time table
If you see it you might bust one
In the scope of things
Perfect shot to bust one
'Cause you been getting beat for too long
You should bust one
Now them haters
Tell me that I'm all that
Now my name got a ring to it
You should answer that
A couple G's for a bar
Can you handle that
Cause my lines got fees
No kitty cat
[Outro 1: Frzy]
Our father full of grace
Don't let me put a bullet in this motherf**er's face
And have blood and brains all over the f**ing place
So just leave me to my personal space
Yeah