[Intro: JFK] I can give you some people that were some of my personal favorites that didn't make it. In a lyricist lane I do like- I'm a fan of IDK and uh... [Verse: IDK] This next verse, these bars Yeah, uh I just realized that I'm a rich n***a My momma and poppa never made six figures By 2019, I'll be at seven figures This my moment of clarity, let me tell it jigga I gave up liquor, I gave up smoking Knowing that the green from being sober is way more potent Now people poking noses in my business Pinocchio and they lying, trying hard to figure out Which ho I'm strokin' to use their lotion I don't f** b**hes, I got a wife now Young n***a, grown rich n***a lifestyle I could line every rapper up right now And fade 'em with the bars to make every one of 'em lie down Sleep, Poké Flute couldn't wake 'em up Poke a stick at they body Now po-po about to bring the cuts Oh no, I'm 'bout to do a bid Oh sh**, they 'bout to free the kid k**in' bad rappers is legal across the nation, b**h Die, die, die, die, die And I say it with pa**ion Half these people talkin' sh** don't say sh** When you leave the Internet And you just happen to see 'em in pa**in' It's just harder to see them outside of the actin' It's more harder to see them outside of the laughin' When they only with they friends and sayin' that your album trash When right before they looked you in your face And told you you were snappin' They the ones that stab your back in when they catch you lackin' They the ones that shouldn't have been in the womb instead of nappin' Capitalizin' off of these n***as lackin', what the f** happened? n***as turned to kingpins, Twitter fingers they get to tappin' Must've pushed the key under the tab, all your words is cappin' b**h, I am the captain b**h, I am the chief b**h, I am the priest when I wake b**h, you are deceased b**h, you are control, alt, delete b**h, be gone for me b**h, you need to think before you speak b**h, you came to someone's b**h, you panic knowing I don't need no XL stamp to excel I just got 20 bands and transportation in a XL To make them throw their hands up and scream my lyrics Meanwhile, people talkin'
Got me askin' "Where you at?" without a Nextel No, for real, where you at? The internet still? No, for real, where you at? Your mama crib still? No for real, where you at? My comment section usin' cracked iPhone 5Ss to hate my blessin's Wildin', click your page All I see is, "This profile page is private" With a profile picture of Michael Jordan's face cryin' Probably 'cause I'm ballin' like I'm Lebron and you retired While a n***a still chasin' them rings like Blac Chyna No major labels, keepin' up with n***as on major labels When I sign, the label's keepin' up with me, you won't be able Eatin' at my table, you ain't cool enough and that's the lingo Now I put the cla**mates that used to laugh up on my payroll Ho, I think I'm better than Cole, better than Dot f** a tweet, b**h I'm just as good as Biggie and Pac R.I.P., this my Kodak, Lil Xan, and Yachty talk Akademiks cover him, Adam 22 with the shots Y'all ain't got No Jumpers Double entendre, double entendre You ain't catch it? Well, that's your problem This ain't no dissin', this ain't no hate But keep it real, this is the Freshmen I didn't make? In other words, all of you rappers is just steak When you fallin' off the bone of them charts, I'm eatin' your plate You can't put me in a cla** when I'm busy teachin' 'em lessons So next year, don't even hit me to be a Freshmen I'm gon' f** it up Too many bodies, too many stretchers Better buckle up Too much gas and I'm in a Tesla Test the 'Rosa in my future, they sleepin' I got the rooster, they seated I got the booster, I'm seein' over these losers Please book me, Lollapalooza I'm blowin', it's like a tuba I'd blow his head with a Ruger if he hot and can't cool up I'm blowin' like I'm a cougar's jaws, who's involved? Whose acoustics make it sound like he's infused with Nas Mixed with Gucci, cross him without a cross light And you gon' see the cross roads twice Rest in Peace Phife You gon' see life, pa** before you better be nice 'Cause I will body everybody If I see sight of a n***a that don't even blink right Shoutout YBN Cordae, IDK is my name Hi, this Trippie verse, bye