[Intro]
We gon' do it
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8
[Verse]
Ok I'm dope and hope you
Didn't click off the video
My lyrics popping off and your's
Are flatter than Vizio
Minor 72 point bold with the caps lock
Your's are smaller than albino girls a** shots
Bump it and heat it, burn it, we call that sh** Jamrock
If not we come for next like ascotts
I haven't been this drunk
(well)
Since my last shot
You know I'm crack as tramp stamps or fat rocks
I'm seeing double like drunk as f** or f*g pops
To anybody who understood, mad props
I been rapping since before I burned the cash crop
(after nine months in my momma's bungalow)
I popped out like I started rapping a month ago
I got another roll, who wanted I ask 'em
Pocket full of sunshine no pacsun
I treat my weed like Tim T., Attack 'em
I'm like spyro when I spit this verbal inferno
The labels couldn't f** this young even if they were paternal
I'm giving the fakes no brakes, like intermissions
You're simple though, I'm occipital though, the inner vision
If you're still listening I'd like to say thank you
And if you aren't, f** you but I don't blame you
I smoke mics like employee's smoke K2
A piss test reference the conclusion I came too
Since you lie on track I'm here to tame you
You don't know the sh** I'll be on, no Fable
If you need it I got the plug, no cable
Building up anticipation two but you ain't Treyble
Lyrics are modern but the warfare is biblical
I don't mean to ridicule but your chances are minimal
I'm fatal like drinking pre-natal
Your condition's critical
And combating with immortal I think it is time finish you
(Fatality)