[Intro]
I ain't even gon’ lie, 2019 I'm bout to be on my singin' sh**... like, me me me me me me me, f** you, you, you, you, you, you, you... take your b**h this year n’ sh**. That's gon' be the reason why
[Verse 1]
All of my peers is threatened by me
I can tell, I can see, jealousy living in need
These n***as sh**, 'cause I won't quit
They stuck in the sea, stuck in the waves
Stuck in the deep, end of the spectrum
They drowning, they floaties ain't working
Should've just stuck to the beats
Even though your body is a he, you really a she
Fans are sayin' your rapping is a A when it’s really a D
They get a B for brainwash, {?]
Worst part of that is you believe
Sneeze
I’m cold as 23 degrees below the only number starting with a Z
That's why they sleep, so I’mma crank the heat
So hot, the helium's making it hard for them to breathe
I'm still in the pen and I run my own sh**
I can't say the same for n***as I’ve grown with
But keep it real, I'd rather split half of a mil
Than keep the whole hunnid, so my deal with ----- is coming
I heard so-and-so say so-and-so's the only competition
I started laughing, you must be kidding
'Cause if so-and-so drop another so-and-so
You and I know your conversation is good riddance
[?]
But this ain't a game of bars, no
This is a game about who you with and who you know
And if you with them n***as at the top, then you could blow
So here I go
[Pre-hook]
I gotta keep a choppa on the table in front of the Bible
So right before I spray, I pray
{?] nobody tried me, high-key
Make 'em grow wings and make 'em fly away
[Hook]
I wish a n***a would try me
I'm trigger happy
I wish a n***a would try me
Go make me happy
I wish a n***a would try me
I'm trigger happy
I wish a n***a would try me
Go make me happy
[Verse 2]
This the sh** that make Carl Chery neck snap
This the sh** that make [?] pimp slap
Your favorite blogger who's calling himself an author
But never wrote sh** about who I fathered, and that's awful
I know how this goes, you n***as sleep 'til I make the heat
Then all of a sudden you on my meat to see the beat
But n***a guess what, I'll never skeet
'Cause I will never be turned on by a f**ing leech, capiche?
Logic and his manager tried to ruin my deal
I guess that's what happens when you tell a n***a
Who spent his whole career pulling that he's black
That he ain't black still
But when you taking food out my fridge, I ain't gotta chill
And that's for real, this ain't a diss
He won't respond, this ain't a risk
This is me saying none of you bigger artists can co*k block sh**
This industry is a b**h
I been patiently waiting the blow
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the IDK show
It's the same as before with a lot better flow
And the melodies and the hooks that prolly take your ho, like
[Pre-hook]
I gotta keep a choppa on the table in front of the Bible
So right before I spray, I pray
{?] nobody tried me, high-key
Make 'em grow wings and make 'em fly away
[Hook]
I wish a n***a would try me
I'm trigger happy
I wish a n***a would try me
Go make me happy
I wish a n***a would try me
I'm trigger happy
I wish a n***a would try me
Go make me happy
[Outro]
Ay [?], ay make sure you leave a little bit of, um, instrumental so they can loop that sh** and, an-an-and rap over it and sh**. Matter of fact, matter of fact I'mma just drop the instrumental with this song. That's a good idea, I'mma drop the instrumental with this song, I'mma put it out with the instrumental, yeah