[Intro]
Thriller than the thrillest
f** that b**h the realest
Middle fingers up,
It's like motherf** your feelings
I said thriller than the thrillest
f** that b**h the realest
[Verse 1]
Ok I'm nr.1 tell who tack it
I'm back up on my shi-shi-sh**
Suicidal self got a minute like
Back off my wrist wrist wrist
My team is too exclusive
Your team is full of actors
b**h I'm a f**ing movement
Yeah I'm practically the casher
We might be out in Vegas
Next week we in Tabago
I swear we f**ing hungry b**h,
We eating off your table
Got a mend all the plane
And the skit's so plain
Money on my mind and the sh** gon' rain
Whole bunch of b**hes tryin ' to do it like I can
But you do it like I can but the sh**'s so lame
Your sh** so lame to get like me
You gotta twist your brain
b**h twist your sane,
If your sh**'s hash, my sh**'s c**aine
My sh** c**aine, don't pay no mind, my sh** no brain
My sh** so edgie, sh** so cla**ic,
I wonder that's my sh** so vain
Y'all n***as don't understand,
Must be one of my a** like underpants
And I'm over y'all a** like smuddering
And I'm smuddering and I'm covering
I'm covering my tracks,
Telling b**hes that I watch their back
Tell 'em hoes I'm about my money
Tell 'em b**hes better have my stacks oh
[Chorus]
Thriller than the thrillest
f** that b**h the realest
Middle fingers up,
It's like motherf** your feelings
I said motherf** your feelings
I'm realer than the realest
Middle fingers up b**hes
Motherf** your feelings
[Verse 2]
Like off in the world I was made to shine
And I'm about to blow up like it rains inside me
Y'all low motherf**ers that the way you talk
And everything I spit, hot like Satans alive
The greatness, they less I'm awesome peak
And I don't wanna wait b**h, Dawson's Creek
Thinking I put us together, we are not conjuction
Think you looking like a male b**h, high consumption
Way too many screws lose connected like bluetooth
Writing on a patch b**h connected like blues clues
True girl, and yeah I'm nasty like school flu
Realest and the latest looking at me like who's who
Damn they looking at me like, who's who?
b**h, I'm looking at you like, who you?
I know I'm the best digging anybody's grave
I ain't next to nobody, I'm the first in your haze n***a
[Chorus: x2]
Thriller than the thrillest
f** that b**h the realest
Middle fingers up,
'Cause it's motherf** your feelings
I said motherf** your feelings
I'm realer than the realest
Middle fingers up b**hes
Motherf** your feelings