[Intro: Cypha]
Shoutout to that n***a Bobby
That n***a ugly as f**
And I ain't even saying that 'cause Kendrick said it
Alright lets go
[Verse 1: Cypha]
Tire marks, tire marks
The k**ing end when the dying starts
I got a lot of dogs and they teeth is sharp
These n***as say like these teeth is sharp
I tie his body up, throw it in the ocean
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Ok, beat it up Im'a rind it in
Bachelor is written from my pen
You know that my sh** is high
My songs be poppin' like that Glock
Watch out for when that telescope for you other rappers there is no hope
Kendrick done made me murder some sh**
Lookout for what? I done murdered that sh**
f** with a [?] she know I got it
p**y on my mind and money is the topic
Yo girl only know that I'm talking
I drive b**hes they sayin' like no stopping
I bump my sh** from coast to coast
Beat the p**y up, then I'm ghost
If the p**y first string then I'm a go
And cheer it up, like toast
I blow past you, dust in the way
Show me the booty like a dick in the chain
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I'm the perfect example of MC
b**hes like he's my man candy
And when it comes to chancing on me
I'm like Tom, in [?]
I'm only 16, I'm only 16
And I'm k**in' veterans
And it make no sense like Lil' B
But f** it, Im'a keep on going
Like the pacific Im'a keep on flowin'
That n***a stoppin' me?
He'll have better luck swimmin' to the bottom of the ocean
Uh, yeah big Cypha here now
I done probably woke up the dead now
Your stage? You'll probably have a dead crowd
Walking on him like he walking through a f**ing ghost town
Im'a rolled in December like ten blunts
They probably smoke like two blunts
Your girl's feet on my balls like ten hut
n***as talk like they so tough
But be b**hed up, scared away like hiccups
You sick bruh, like two girls, one cup
These n***as talkin' like they gettin' buck-buck-bucks
But can't even get enough for a truck-truck-truck
Crack of dawn, I'm still up-up-up
Every time that chicken go cluck-cluck
Y'all done f**ed up
I'm beneficial, matter of fact, I've been official
At five, I was on this rap sh** like referees and whistles
You n***as ain't sh**, have more respect for my tissue
[?] make you go bi, if, that an issue
And won't nobody miss you
Pray to god that those bullets miss you
Momma won't be able to kiss you
Im'a hurt titty rappers they can't take intimidation
I probably escalated more than I anticipated
Now I'm the type of dude you probably have to murder
You n***as a waste of time
Somebody get 'em some [?]
We all fighters
Like the ninja turtles
I don't really like geometry but no squares in my circle
Look out for detox, watch how me and the beat box
I clear my throat every time the beat stops