{Intro}
Yeah, what? Yeah, what? Yeah, what? What?
Yeah, huh? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
{Chorus}
I'm killin' these ni**as, they calling me co*ky
ni**as is mad and nobody can stop me
I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag
And you ni**as get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi
I'm finna blow, I already know it
I spit hits, I'm a fu*kin' poet
You ni**as sh*t, you need to fu*kin' quit
You take potential hits and then you fu*kin' blow it
{Verse 1}
I hop on this beat I'm finessing
Look at these blessings
All of my exes from Texas
You ni**as is guessing that I will start stressing
Fall back to depression just 'cause yo' rejection
I kill beats, these instrumentals
ni**as talking 'bout, "He got potential"
ni**as joining groups, tryna be Avengers
Scared to stand alone, scared to disassemble
I'm droppin' sh*t way before December
Be afraid, hope you do remember
In the Escalade, drinking Ace of Spades
Doing escapades, yeah, I do adventures
Droppin' sh*t, you know that I'm poppin' sh*t
I switched up my swag and they copied it
Got in my bag and I pulled off the tag
And I don't mean to brag on my mothafu*kin' co*ky sh*t
ni**as is, ni**as is wack
Smokin' on crack, I am on fire like Jack
I do the same thing as thugger
When cops come and pull up
Yeah, I put that brack in my brack
ni**as corny, ni**as whistle blow
ni**as kiss ass, ni**a mistletoe
You gotta thick ass? You should let me know!
I make big cash, Giuseppe' toe
{Chorus}
I'm killin' these ni**as, they calling me co*ky
ni**as is mad and nobody can stop me
I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag
And you ni**as get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi
I'm finna blow, I already know it
I spit hits, I'm a fu*kin' poet
You ni**as sh*t, you need to fu*kin' quit
You take potential hits and then you fu*kin' blow it
{Verse 2}
You blew it!
Yeah, ni**a you blew it!
Had the mothafu*kin' ball and you threw it
You had the screw and you didn't even screw it
Yes, I am Lil Nas and I'm 'bouta get to it
I sh*t on you ni**as, right now I'm just farting
Enter the game, all you ni**as departing
You won't be bragging about yo' Ferrari
I'm killin' you ni**as and, no, I'm not sorry!
{Chorus}
I'm killin' these ni**as, they calling me co*ky
ni**as is mad and nobody can stop me
I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag
And you ni**as get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi
I'm finna blow, I already know it
I spit hits, I'm a fu*kin' poet
You ni**as sh*t, you need to fu*kin' quit
You take potential hits and then you fu*kin' blow it
I'm killin' these ni**as, they calling me co*ky
ni**as is mad and nobody can stop me
I'm in my bag and there's no need to brag
And you ni**as get smacked, I'm your dad and your papi
I'm finna blow, I already know it
I spit hits, I'm a fu*kin' poet
You ni**as sh*t, you need to fu*kin' quit
You take potential hits and then you fu*kin' blow it